Bức thư ... ? Sự sống ... ? Số phận ... ?

Hix, vài hôm nữa gf mình phải phẫu thuật và có viết cho mình 1 bức mail. Tớ đang buồn và ko bít phải làm gì nữa... hi vọng tìm đc nhìu lời chúc từ ACE 5s (4rum duy nhất mà tớ có tham gia nói chuyện )

Bây giờ thì chắc cô bé nằm cách ly rồi. Tớ đang sợ 1 điều kinh khủng mà bác sỹ có đề cập tới, tớ nghe lóm ông bác sỹ nói với anh ruột cô bé có 1 số cụm từ liên quan tới trí nhớ ... Liệu ... ??

Tớ nên làm gì vào lúc này đây ...

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[FONT=Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]To my guy only...[/FONT]
When you receive this mail, maybe at that time I will be being a small spirit. That will be very interesting…maybe.

Sometimes, I wonder what I means to you? And, I play a hoax on myself that I must be and important thing to you… I have never felt you evidently, you are an equivocal thing that I can not touch on but I really want to be closed.
The days were getting hard for me…There’re too much pressure on me…I can not realize what I need…I feel I were a blinder in the troubless world.
I nearly lost my sense of direction. There none can listen to me, except you…, I counted you as if you were my lifebouy, that’s so ridiculous… You have your own life, your real life, not include me in there.

All emotions were only my imagination…But everything I do is true, maybe it does not mean to you... I sometimes want to close my eyes and let you step over me as if you were nothing to me. But I can not…

I'm grateful for each day you gave me. Sorry about all silly things I do that make you hurt, sorry about all fool sentences I spoke that make you are far from me, sorry about all blue days and nights I gave to you…And, Thanks for all you brought to me, thanks for peaceful time I had with you, thanks for staying beside me when I was down…Maybe I can not hear your voice anytime, but your smile will be a small thing I take along to heaven…
Hide everything about me deep in your unconscious…sometimes miss me a bit…Please do not try to know everything about me when you receive this letter…Think that I will be having a tranquil life in a distant homeland…or as if I have started a long-lasting slumber…

Goodbye my guy, (sorry about the word “my” I used to use, just like you are mine….) Have a nice day, nice life, nice lover…Hope that, It is a nice day all of a sudden, I can come to you, stand on tiptoe and kiss on your cheeks, say that I need you more and more…But now, it’s the time for me to go…I will miss you much…XXXXXXXXX