I thought it’ll be nice to write you a letter. We haven’t really talk lately and I kinda miss you… Wait, who am I kidding…? I miss you. I really do.

I’m getting tired of apologizing for loving him more than You, but, yeah, sorry for that… My bad, God, my bad…

How are You? I hope You’re doing well… It must be hard, stay alive, looking at the chaos going on, all centuries, with no one by Your side, to love and to hold… I mean, of cos there’s the Son, but more to, amorous love, you know…? But You are God, and You are mighty, maybe You know how to deal with it waaaay better than us mortal do…

Thank you for standing with me through whatever… That out of bad stuff, You always provide me with good stuff too, tho sometimes it’s not really in balance…

I kinda understand why You don’t want me to be with him, cos I’m too fcuked up inside and I can’t tolerate most of him as much as he can’t tolerate mine… He sees me as kind psychopath with hidden agenda, and I saw him as mythical good looking greek god. You know, the one with the good look and alpha power but a meanie? Yes yes.

I’m sure we’re not a bad person, we just, don’t see stuff the same way, tho when we’re on the same page, we’re the ultimate. Don’t You think so? Either way, I love him when he’s back to the man who once trying to kiss me with cigarette trick (it works)… Funny how something that started off so beautifully could end up this way ya… You, my Lord, are amazing script writer. And I love You.

-LeLittle-

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