Fry Day Buzz

Honey, I don't put sugar in my tea. Hey, hello, could you hear me. Jam, strawberry jam. Yes, that would be nice. No, I meant the jam, not real berries, ohh no..But my tea..I can't wake up without my Turkish Tea 'n da morning. Well, especially as I am mourning, soaring, roaring,.. But I am rowing my boat towards you. If I go to your school, what grade would you please me. My keyboard is sick of me, putting all this garbage here with fingers typings, rolling, and boring.
It is getting boring sweet 'n spicy friend. If I go to spice bazaar, which spice you would be. If you go to the grocery, which cashier number you would find me. As long as you can find me, I don't worry. I heard you are on vacation for 2 weeks. Why where...See, yesterday's sweet Y, today's spicy Y. Bye.

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.

Skip the monday, embrace tuesday

That's what I did actually.Couldn't write to you on Monday.Honey,I was busy and I couldn't call you,I call you back later ok.I don't think I will ever say these words.I prefer to be honest.Making a girl more curious is something we would never want.One question may lead to a series of questions, questions, and so on.Please,life is not about interrogation. It is about sharing. It is not as simple as the sharing folder on msn messenger.Or,it is not as basic as saying how r u? Life is about being punctual and give the meaning of every single word when you are talking to her. How are you sweetheart? World Sugar Index is sky high, it is very expensive to add sugar to my Turkish coffee, so...,can I kiss you? Something like that.There is just a little bit of extra between large and extra-large.Live the L alone, put some X aside, then move on.This little investment will give you very profitable return. What is my return of investment on chasing this girl for 4 years.It is just an inner struggle. A kind of game, a foolish one. The power of thoughts, deep thoughts. On the scheme of my past, her appearance add lots of livability to my life. Yes, there is a word livability from now on.Attaching to someone can lead to a creation of series words. It is too hot now,little breeze in the morning is a bless, make me thank Allah to have some pity on us. We have so many guilts. Don't want to be guilty,and I am aware of my guilts and hoping not to even come close to those kind of actions. Come close to me low. I don't call you my love, but my low. Yes, it is a very low chance of snow this summer. Snow particles nourish your skin,while sliding off to my aura. Low chance of humidity in the cold winter. Living with these opposites, challenging with happenings..I am not scared of height. But it is too low to breath around here. Have some oxygen, put some hydrogen, let is snow, let it snow, let it snow. Imagine, raining in the street, watch it coming down under the street lights. As rain comes down from sky, I will come my low. I have enough air to breath with you.As long as you keep your patience and belief in our lows.