ok. its not really a love letter. heck, its not even about love. its just a letter.
but when i saw the letter head, good god, that was love. my heart skipped a beat. hearts popped in my eyes.
September 7, 2011
its one of those August days when the weather is just as erratic as president p-noys lovelife(o ngayon si Iza Calzado naman, asa haha). past midnight and the raucous rain poured, for a close full hour. then there was complete silence before the break of dawn.
September 17, 2011
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