my nash.

this is the only pic i have of him.
i carry everywhere.
not fair.
he has mine, a lot.
i think.

i wanted you to know, my dearest.
that i really am thankful to have you.
be with you.

but thats not enough.

time has been cruel.
words are imperfect.
songs hardly can be define.

state of sadness control me.

please be there.
when i need you.

i dont know how to tell you.

and now i know how Nisa Wei felt all this tym.
for Ismail.



Distance growing.
Love stands stronger.

lots of love,
butter