Dear I.R. ,
I've been thinking of you so often lately, I don't know why I fell like you screwed it up too...
I am sorry because I'm thinking of you, last time you didn't like it, and you might not like it even now , but I can't hold it ... I just do... I guess it's because I'm too lonely, but sometimes I was doing it even when I wasn't, it just started to be worse now...
We could have been happy, couldn't we? I remember your mum saying she's sorry... the thing is... I was sorry too!
I should have worn a white dress at your wedding, as I told you... I missed that 1% chance to make you change your mind, but I didn't want to make you fell uncomfortably, although, today, you would have something to think about when things go worse with your's ...
I suppose our live is a compromise between what God wants and what we want. I'm sorry that I force it that way... I shouldn't... I wouldn't write this letter to you if I wouldn't compromised it that much, or at all ! Following God would have been much easier...
Well...don't feel too special though... I still have few people to send a letter to !
Whith a shabby love,
ME
