Wednesday, When is that day? Thursday, so thirsty for you..

Yesterday I couldn't make it, sorry. Today, seems like the end of the week. And, each day my energy is leaving to a synergy of sadness and sorrow. Also put some pain. No, painkillers, I don't like them. I shall not fool myself to sleep and think as if nothing happened. Pain that does not bear the moment of loss without you. While writing these letters, words, or creating my own crossworld puzzle, I am with you somewhere over the rainbow, somewhere around the world. Sensing the environment around me as an illusion of your control. I am missing you, but using you. Sorry, yes, I am using your name to inspire a male female relationship. Indeed it is a ship hosting Le y La. C'est Le per male, and La per female. Y is the bridge, not a questioning Y. Also, Y is like a branch, giving one hand to male, one hand to female, making them become one. I have my way, this way shall end in the beginning of a new beginning. I don't like to see The End, I don't like to see the and. Don't stop it, or cross it. Stay there. Stay calm, wait a few seconds, I am installing a new program to my software. I am getting used to you, I am getting used to live with you. Not without you, cannot without you. Please, don't stop the music, it is getting late, and I need to get back on my seeking for your Y. If I catch Y, then I will be "le", and you will be "la", ok. Promise. You know it. Don't forget it.