As much as I had every intention of writing more, I was consumed by matters of the heart, but time has passed, it’s water under the bridge and all the why’s are left unanswered and I no longer care.
If there is one thing I have realized recently is that pondering on the question why is a futile effort. It gives you nothing, besides wasting my time trying to figure out why people behave the way they do. I can go in circles in my head, trying to come up with various theories, but the end result is sleepless nights.
On most nights when I can’t sleep, where reading or movie does not distract me, I grab my computer or notepad and start writing endless notes to you.
Writing has been my way of expressing myself and so I wonder should I write you a letter asking why, all I…
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