DZ

Reading some of her letters from way back, the stuff that she said to me, some happy, some sad, some appreciative some mad. I don't know why when I read the letters now, it is so touching, every letter is filled with feelings from her the bottom of her heart. Where was I all these years? And what was I doing? Now looking back, everything was a blur, I don't remember what happened or what I did before to cause all this, what's worse is I don't even remember the reason. It's as if I was a different person, it's as if God has healed my blindness to let me see clearly again. Whatever it maybe, I must make up for what I did, I can swallow all the pain or hold all the tears, seeing her happy is all I want.