Stop Reading

I wrote several letters for you.

But, stop reading.

And you won’t, because you are just that nice.

And you won’t believe me as well.

It’s illogical.

I told you to stop when you even haven’t started.

I won’t spoil you again.

I know you loathe it when I get too complex on explaining things.

So here it is.

The eccentric me who loves you so damn much.

That’s why you love me,

right?

Letter 1

Genesis

I know you don’t read Bibles.

So I applied this tricky word.

You must be searching this straight away.

That’s why I hate you.

You choose to find it with an easier way.

Rather than reading the whole content first.

To find the reason, why I chose this word.

Whatever.

I will just stop rambling or else, you might toss this away.

And then the emotions that I have poured into this writing,

will all be worthless trash.

It means beginning,the time we exists.

The birth of the human race.

For me, it’s just a beginning of a revelation.

Revelation of solution to my dilemma.

I no longer can’t express my emotions through motions.

And I started to scribbl