... Some crazy Mexican came up to us on the bus in Peru and said the hills were
just piles of dirt and garbage.
R. FriederichHi. I don't know how to start this one. Few people says I am really good at writing but right now I kind of doubt it, because there is no way I can put all this, what I wanna tell you, together in one piece of paper...
It's been quite a while since we met. And spending time with you it's wonderful, let me tell you. By real, it is. We have laugh together, we have talked about the deepest most serious stuff I ever talked about, we have done quite a weird things too, but all that has been fun. And every day I wake up thinking of you and waiting for the next time when we will see each other again...
And though at the beginning I didn't wanna admit it I now have to say that I have felt in love with you. Look at me! writing something like this!.... It doesn't even rhyme or has anything really out of usual on it. Writing... in a time where phones and e-mail works faster and better, I am writing....
But, oh well. I guess that's the way I am: an old fashion guy...
I really like you. And maybe you don't notice it but I just cannot even stop looking at you whenever we are together. And it's cuz you are so pretty.... I wish I could say this to you, but anytime I tried I always end up saying something else or mumbling or God knows what...
But today I realized that you never noticed it at all, as a matter of fact after tonight I realized that you liked someone who is not me... You have no idea how bad I felt when I heard about it...
I wish it were no true, I wish I never heard it. I wish I would still dreaming that someday your heart would be mine....
So although I don't know how you are gonna take this or what is gonna happen after it. I decided to write it down and give it to you. And I hope this would make you realize how much you mean to me....
I wish it were not true, I wish I were deaf, but I would never wish I would have never met you.
This is getting long, and I bet if I keep going it would never end....
Just let me end up saying that somehow you have stolen my heart, but it's ok. I don't want it back.
Carlos
She never got to read this... Let's say I never had the courage to give it to her... Now she is somewhere living together with someone... And although I don't think of her anymore I wonder why she is not as happy as she could have been...
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