Dear Tahnee Chantelle Yap,

at this moment, i got soft. fuck what people say.

you can screw love if you want, you just dont know whats going on.

always that little assumption, you pick that over my words.

how can you do that? what is wrong with you..

you think every thing is a joke dont you?

you think im being a fucken fake dont you?

why are you fucken jumping to conclusions?!

you know i love you, ive told you a hundred times.

it doesnt matter how many times ive said it, its not a dream. its real.

i fucken love you for crying out loud, why are you being like this?

like does a tear coming from someone whos gangster and shit mean anything to you?

i got out of my comfort zone just to be with you, and this is what i get? please.

i dont want to be lonely, i dont want you to go your separate ways.

all those times you've slept with me, me hugging you to sleep.

morning kisses, birthday kisses. any memories? you wanna really erase them all? are you serious? or youre just kidding around to see how much i really love you?

are you testing or playing around? cos right now i really dont want you to fuck around.

love isnt just how much love i show, its about the passion and heart to heart actions.

actions means way more than the talk. yeah ok, you can go give up your hopes and everything for me. thats all you've been saying to me. making me feel so bad, it aint a fucken joke.

you love me, i love you. now you say you dont wanna look at me anymore. my dream? LOL its fucked. its screwed.

it aint easy being with you, tough challenge. my idea to fall for you, so i get out of it. not making you suffer the consequences for my actions. that time, i dropped everything and picked you up. arent you happy? meh.

Love From Dinh Luan Tran.

P.S, i still love you (8)