Its a short story that shows how i feel atm.....

There is a young boy..... Who writes mails everyday to his penpal who lives beyond the mountains...

And there is a young girl, praying that her life may get better... And she kept receiving and reading mails from that young boy.... Feeling happy, she kept replying him....

One day the boy stopped getting mails from the girl, however he still wishes her to be happy, hence he kept sending mails.... He works hard, as he grew older, he started building a path towards that mountain..... Slowly but steadily, after long years, he finally finish building the path and reaching the other side.... However, there wasnt anyone to be found..... The boy lied down on the grass.... Into the shy, closes his eyes and slowly faded away eventually.....