I keep trying to offer help to everyone else, when my very own set of problems have developed and prolonged over these last 20 days and are unable to be solved. The only place I hide would be the refuge I seek in you. Awaited for your message to no avail last night. It's horrid, when someone else's name blinks on instead of yours. I wish we could clear things up before making up like we do always. I'll love you, I'll love you always.

I know I've mentioned this more than once in this blog, but : it's when silence is understood, nothing needs to be verbalised.