Je, we knew each other for quite some time now. You knew me better than I knew myself. Ever since we met, you are always there for me. You are the one who made me survived and surpass love, you are the one who always brings out the best of me. You tought me ways of how to be strong and sometimes how to be a “bitch” which constantly ends up me and you fighting.
The two of us know that we both have opposite character. You are Mr. Arrogant that love’s everyone’s attention, and I, a gentle, sweet, caring missy (based in your opinion) that love’s to be loved and taken care of but doesn’t want to have the attention. But last summer, you became the most sweetest person that I ever met and I became the bravest woman that I could be. It was one of the best times of my life – sneaking out the house 6am in the morning to have breakfast with you and you drove three boroughs just to see me in that same time.
Je, frankly speaking I really dearly miss you. It’s been four months already since the last time we saw each other, hugged each other, kissed each other. It’s just sad though that we admit to ourselves and to each other that we both are inlove. Yet, there is no relation between us but just friendship. You stood by my side as a boyfriend whenever I feel like having somebody to smile with, laugh with, and hug with. You always embrace me and kiss my forehead and telling me that you love me. You even told me one night by the board-walk that you will always be there for me and you will take care of me as much as you can. But I can’t bare listening to those word that you said because first of all, I hate to wait for nothing. Second, I hate to get hurt, what if you’ll leave me one day and went to germany to your so called fake “fiance”. Thrid, I’m afraid to get so deeply inlove with you.
Because, since, I first know you of being a pleasure seeker, I always put in mind to maintain my stand and not go beyond my bounderies. And I’m thankful that you always respect my bounderies and respect me as a woman. And respects my feelings as well.
Je, all I can do for now is to let you love me and I, myself to love you without any commitment. The only thing that attach us is the understanding of love between us.
Thank you for everything, especially for hearing my crying times like this morning. 
You are the best smart a$$ I ever met.. I love you je, like always.
Just A Little Pieces of Me 