NURHAIDA DAYANA BINTI MD JASMAN
ELECTRICAL AND ELECTRONIC ENGINEERING
17416
Dear Old Lover,
First of all, many thanks to you for your sweet love letter that really brings a lot of our memories in UTP long time ago.Your letter really makes my heart melt like ices on a sunny day. It never crossed my mind that I will meet you again after all these years. It's been a long time you know since the day we went our separate ways.
I am at Paris now and I am fine here.Truly, it's a great country. For your information, I am now living alone in my own huge house. Definitely, I'm planning to enlarge my house because I do not know what should I do with all my money since I've travelled to many countries but still, I have thousands in my account bank. I am very sorry to know about the death of your beloved wife. Honestly, that was pathetic !. I have married before but I think he is not the right person for me. It's hard to make such a big decision in this long life journey, but at last we both decided to end our marriage with no kids.
You facebooking? Why don't you add me? I have been searching for you almost 20 times but you are nowhere to be found. Thank God, finally I received your letter and it really makes my heart sing like lalala and I felt like I'm floating in the air. Yes, I did remember all of our sweet memories and the one which both of us fall into the lake is the most memorable moment. Indeed. I am mad at you for making my dress went wet but I know you planned it so that I will fall for you. It works you know !
I can also still remember the way you hold my hand and tried to calm me down when we were late for physics lecture.That was the softest touch over and honestly I miss your touch. Each words that came out from your mouth really works for me.
Since both of us are single, I think it is not a crime for us to start back what we have stopped before. Let's finish what we have started and I hope our marriage will be a long lasting one. Please, don't break my heart as I already gave all of it to you.You are my other half now. I love you.
Truly,
Tai Kun Cheng
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