“I love you without knowing how or when, or from where. I love you straight-forwardly without any complexities or pride. I love you because I know no other way than this. So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand. So close that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.” (3/8/2006, 10.29pm)

nice to reminisce the feeling the author once had when he wrote this… but today, it brings pain to the one to whom this was written…