So this is the second part.

It took me few weeks to write again.

Every night there's always a thought that runs on my mind and I can't help it.

I just hope it will all come out TONIGHT.

How should I start? I must share this before anything else.

It's real.

One sunny day, I don't what should I do.

It's kinda boring that time.

 I stood towards my grandmother's altar.

"Games of the XXIVth Olympiad Seoul 1988"

 There was something significant on that.

 I kept on seeing and touching it and then I remember HIM in "Seoul 1988".

Because he was born that year.

When I told my cousin about it, she just laughed.

The next day, I was reading a book about their group.

I've seen a fact that he was actually born on "Olympic year of '88".

Although I already knew that he was born on August 18, 1988 to be exact.

The mere fact that he was born on the Olympic Year of '88.

I'm thinking that it may have a significance.

To think that my grandmother told me that their

old friend before gave it to them and up to this day she have it.

Is it just a coincidence?

I know for some it's nothing, that I'm just being paranoid.

But for me, it's something. It's a big thing!

There's so many things in my mind right now.

I want to tell him all of it but I don't know where and what to start.

People were always saying that, they love HIM as he is.

No further explanations.

Just, "I love you just the way you are."

It's not that I'm judging how others feels.

But, I wanna know what is it in him that makes them love him that much.

Well, if he ask me, why do I love him, I'll answer with no hesitation.

 I'll answer right away

 I'll answer him with all my heart,

"Because I can feel it."