Dear someone,

I saw your face today. And the way my hear did race today. And my loss of words to say. And no matter what it is آپ say, it seems like it was just yesterday, when آپ broke my دل that day. So now each and every night before bed, I lay and before I sleep and snore in bed, I fight with the words in my head, As they stumble around unlike the words thy head. The ones in mine haven't gotten over آپ yet. I imagine you'll never read this, but my دل is what leads to this. And even if آپ one دن read this, now that my lips have freed this, would آپ even now what it's about, who it's about? Because it is about the breaking of my heart, done سے طرف کی thou.

Sincerely,
Someone آپ probably won't remember now that آپ have Ashley.

P.S. Who ever آپ are, who ever آپ aren't, when آپ read this, beware of my bleeding eyes and crying heart.