Dear Father,
I’ve met them.. No.. not just a slight glimpse, They’re complete as in term of being, figure, unbelievable, Yesterday seemed to be the bottom of my wheel, My brain’s thinking too much bout Final Project, I was confused, My toughs’ re going wilder and wilder, my mind’s going crazy, like I’m gonna burst… but pops,
they’re there, even just a short time, I knew it. This is real, not even an autosuggestion or something. I’m pleased that this is real, I mean my feeling.. The fact that I could be so happy like I used to be, as happy as being with someone back then, like there’s butterfly in my stomach.. (foolish me,I think somebody’ve ever said that)..
Even it’s gonna be another unrequited, I’m quite sure about that though. There’s a possibility me to be disappointed, I don’t care bout them, I want to let it flows, I won’t kill this that’ve just barely grown. I know, In fact I’m sure they couldn’t have the same feeling as me, though I’m so delighted.. I wanna cry.. Really I do.. Let me cry :’)….
Even it seemed I messed up everything in the morning, at the end of the day, You gave me a nice smiling face curved on my face…thank you father.
Love your daughter,
Lucia
~her private mumble~
