Dear liz,
impatience is not usually my weakness.But your letters torment me.They make me want to saddle a horse and ride to your house(dont ask me how i would پار, صلیب the ocean),where i would make آپ explain yourself.
آپ know,i never thought things would happen this way.i'm planning to attend a seminar simply because lisa will be there.my دل is broken.i'd see her and it would mend.i'd leave her and it'd break again.the seminar is three nights.it will break three times.
But maybe i have lost nothing.she never was what i thought her.so i've lost nothing. she laughed in my face many times before.love is cruel آپ know? I have to go.write back soon.
Missing you.
Michael.
impatience is not usually my weakness.But your letters torment me.They make me want to saddle a horse and ride to your house(dont ask me how i would پار, صلیب the ocean),where i would make آپ explain yourself.
آپ know,i never thought things would happen this way.i'm planning to attend a seminar simply because lisa will be there.my دل is broken.i'd see her and it would mend.i'd leave her and it'd break again.the seminar is three nights.it will break three times.
But maybe i have lost nothing.she never was what i thought her.so i've lost nothing. she laughed in my face many times before.love is cruel آپ know? I have to go.write back soon.
Missing you.
Michael.
