When i read those emails that i sent out, i thought to myself, is it written for me? and i wonder if you will read it or end up in the trash.. Those mails came at the right time, right when i really lost of words how to express myself..

Maybe the one you been looking for is already there, right in front of you.. We always put them aside not because the someone ain't good enough. We are always in search of better one. Slowly and surely we got lost in the sea of love, asking why god didn't give me anyone, and why everyone on the street seem to be holding hands.. where is my another half?

What is perfect and what is imperfect? Isn't it just our own standard or is it our friends standard??

posted by Gino at 1:18 AM