Time to pick up the pieces, I guess. Love went away, just like that, and I can’t figure out what really happened. I feel alone. I try to think, clear my head, but I’m not doing a very good job. To be honest: I don’t know what was or is real and really true anymore. Nor do I have a clue on what to believe or feel no more. I don’t, I really don't...

My dear L,

I love you, but I wonder
May I?
I’m in love with you, and don’t know
Does that bother you?
My dear L, can I cherish
all my sweet thoughts and words about you
Or must I cross out a few?
And how is that vise versa?
And that I rack my brain over that,
Until we find that chance to talk
May I, does that bother you, or is it just me being silly?
I kiss you dear
I kiss you, hug you, and secretly I hold you tight
But above all, I kiss you
Sleep tight
We’ll be fine, I’m sure