My love,my dear today I write with sadness.holding a pen with my trembling hand and writing my unsaid thoughts which I perceive as thoughtless thoughts in a world so cruel.

I have loved you infinitely without khewing that I was destroying my own will to live as a person.but today I write with sadness and you life is benevolent.isn’t that silly?now I khow I was just a clowner that was mean’t to make you laugh not to make you fall in love,I was just a guy who only made silly things to make you laugh and fall in love with yourself but not with me.my love,my dear today I write with sadness.holding a pen with my trembling hand and writing my unsaid thoughts which I perceive as thoughtless thoughts.

My love,my dear today I’m telling a tale of love that passed on.telling a tale of memories,a tale of old wounds that has nor happy ever ending.and asking myself why love isn’t enough in this world?

It clearly obviously that you and I were mean’t to be but not to fall back together.they say birds of the same feathers flock together but it is crystal clear that you and I were different people in a different world Who were not birds of the same feathers,now I understand.

To you I was fidelity and I thoughts that our love was going to last forever.but oh! poor me I didn’t know that it was memories and pain that was going to last forever.but I’ll keep blinking until there’s nothing left to blink for, keep smiling until there’s nothing left to smile for.this is our fairytale dear.