Puffy's letter...

My love,

I have never known that I was able to feel this way, so stuck, so unwilling to let go, and yet, our lives are so separate. Only intertwining in short moments and some, as almost strangers. This past few days have been very difficult, I know, for both you and I. Moments of almost heart attacks, palpitations, tears, probably even moments where I had forgotten to breathe. For I never understood what it was to fear loss until now, I fear losing you.

I have nothing to offer you that other people cannot. We are all the same, yet different in our own ways. I may not understand you as well, or even know you as well, but I want to. The grass is neither greener on either sides. Its the same grass, just different people to walk on it with.

I cannot guarantee you forever happiness, but I will definitely try my best to work on it. I do not guarantee easy sailing, for there will definitely be hard times. The times where we'd probably ask ourselves what the hell did we get ourselves into? I don't know what is going to happen, in a year, in 10 years. Who does? But I do know that, right now, I want to go through those times with you. Walk with me....

I just thought it was just what I had wanted to say when I saw this on tv, so corny but...
Pick me, choose me, let me make you happy.


The Puffy one