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Y Sunday, March 25, 2007Y
3:07 PM
dearest M,

how are you? i haven been writing to you for so long i nearly forgotten your existence. i'm sorry. thats why i'm writing this letter to you.

Ever heard that before a storm comes, the sea will always look peaceful? its so peaceful this time. i can see the birds are flying in the sky above the blue blue sea. i even see some rainbow after the little rain. the sea is talking in such a memesrising way that i nearli forgot the word storm. but i do predict it. because everything seems too smooth lateli over this blue sea i always love and treasure deep in my hurt. and yes. the storm came ytd nite. a nite when i was already deadbeat after all the fun i had in the day and also the commitment i had over work. and yes. the storm came still. with alert actualli. my sixth sense is good. i sense this storm is coming a few days ago. i even whispered to shan ears.. and ytd, the sky had told the wind to whistled loudly to me. and the wind had even tell its good buddy, rain to bring to my attention. and all this, somehow make my tired body to do something rather than hitting the bed. yes.. and i was awake..(luckily).. because i spotted a boat sailing across the sea. but the storm came so ferociously, i cant even stopped it. this storm just overturn this boat. i wanted to save them. i tried my best. but the scene is so scaring because i had never see the boatman in such a devastated stated before. and it scares me so. nobody will understand. i cant even balance myself. but i tried my best. because i love the boatman. i love him so much. to calm him down, i slapped him hard right on his face. but he is not worrying that he will die. he is worried that his beloved boat will sink down right to the sea and never be back to him. how can i save this boat then? i struggled with the storm for almost 2 hours. strained. heart-ache. cos i saw the man i love the most now crying in pain. and i dunno how to get his beloved boat sailing. in the 2 hours, i prayed to the storm. please stop. please just stop. i'm exhausted. please stop to keep this boat sailing. not only to save the man life, but his heart. please stop. and yes. the storm and big waves stop. but its still raining heavily. but at least. everyone is save but the boat is almost shattered.

but i am leaving again today, for some time i wont be back. will this boatman be able to repair his beloved boat? i don't know. because i am of not much help. though i love this man so much, but i have told him always not to cross this sea. not to cross even though it looks so peaceful always. what i can say, is please... not to ever cross this sea again i reminded him today.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous