Dear May,
I really hate myself. I cannot control myself to accept that you already not my gf. I never know I love you that much. I already block your msn and delete your contact number in my phonebook. But, I know that is useless. I really try to delete your msn and message that you send to me in phone but i find that I cannot. When I want to delete your msg or msn, my hand just cannot press the delete button.

Every morning I will look at your msn title to know your status of that day. But this few days you already do not put msn title. that let me more hurt because although maybe you put some sweet title that relate to your bf, but at least i know you are happy or what's status. But now, I never know your status and that's make me will think this and that. Usually that will cause me half day to control myself not to think much. my work really rubbish now. if not i still got self control and some nice coli, I think I will direct throw the letter and back hometown be a "fei chai" whole life. I don know my boss know this or not. but actually I request more work to do for forgot the pain you give to me.... But look like due to my work performance this few days, my boss also don want me to do more jobs. that make me have more time think more about u. I don want to be like this but I just cannot control.

So now I just can keep on look at your friendster to know that you got upload more pictures or not. I just want to know your status only. Last time I never care about your friendster but now I am glad that you interesting in frienster. at least let me have a way to know... although maybe you update it once in the blue moon. I don know you will hate me or not becoz keep on c I browse your friendster. I never hate friendster have the feature to know who 's view at that much. That make me cannot hide from you...

I also look back my favorite drama - friends for look for some funny things to laugh. But now I find that I cannot and I already understand Ross Geller 's feel to Rachel Green. The feel is really sad but I don know why last time I will laugh. Maybe that's the different of having you and without you.