This piece was made by one of my closest friend for a project in discreet math... the letter is well done, though it is sad.... i kinda related to it.... loving someone from a distance....hehehe....

Note: There are mathemathical terms in the letter since it is done for a project in discreet math...^_^




Isn't life ironic? that the one you dearly want to hold close is the one you can't touch? every morning that rises, every second that passes is an infinite notation of melancholy that only I can understand the complexities.

And as I travel into onto the dismisal deserts of my tormented and empty soul, I lose hope.
I have given enough.
I can dodge bullets no more.
Im dying.

Sorrow intersects my very self like a sword with a bladed edge.
It cuts me and I'm hurting deeply.
For why would this vicious cycle of heartache would not end into its final sequence?

I'm only simple, i have nothing much to offer.
My capacity is frail and other elements are enveloped with scarcity but I am real and my love is universal.
I still cling to the fantasy that you would illuminate the path to me, but the absorption of such impossibility is letting me sink into a guagmine of empty matrices and endless loops of torment that are symmetrical to the melancholy of my soul.

But even if I only stand here from afar, patiently loving and waiting for you,
I know I'm content with this because even with its pain, its amazing to know that no matter how hard it is,
loving you is the simplest reason why i find myself smiling.

I may not have the slightest idea when i will come into my senses, but you know what?
I learned one thing form loving you and being hurt: the sweetest thing in this world is to love and be loved in return - even for me.

With this I would like to say, I love you....simply because I know no other way of loving....


-Glenn Perez [link]