We’ve talked, not fooled around, not even touched. We’ve only met for several minutes and they do stay in my mind, still until right now.
I don’t even know if you are alive right now, don’t even know even if you’ve married. What I know for sure is you are a perfect man for me, but I can’t have you.
I have your email address, and I have your phone number. Pity me I don’t have any guts to contact you. Yeah, I keep writing lines in my head – those romantic flowery paragraphs. I would like to write them down, send it to you but at the same time I just keep telling myself, “You will NOT contact him. You will NOT contact him.”
And it ends here. Where I know for sure you won’t read this.
Maybe in the next lifetime, we can be together.