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Love Letters of Paniali; Letters from bottom of heart which are not easy to share. Maybe one day letters will be opened...

Sunday, August 21, 2005



Sometimes you are damn lucky in your life that you can find a great firend in your life. Some one that you can be yourself when you are around her/him.[I'll keep using her] some one that you can say whatever you want, without a second thought. someone that you can share your wierdest dreams, your meanest feeling, even the feeling which you don't dare thinking about them or analysis them, fearing you might get to a scary, sad and upsetting conculotion.
still you know you can express them to your firend, be sure she would not panic.
some one that you feel there is no distance between you and her. some one that you know you can be your self with and you don't have to be behave in certain way around her.
some one that you can ask the most secretive questions from, someone that you know you will not be judge by her, some one that in the most angry time of ur life you can talk to and you know not even she wouldn't blame any thing on you but she would calm you down. Someone that in the most depressing time, you can talk to and you know she wouldn't walk over you, rather she would make u lought and will bulid up ur confidance again just by few minutes of talking.

some one you can be "more than" your self with, cuz there are things that you may not say it loud to ur self (wondering whats the hell is that feeling/thought?), still feel comfortable sharing it with her. someone you can share all your suicidal thought, all your "killing others" thought without even one degree of hesitation. some one you can tell her every thing you have in your mind and in your heart. Is the first person and the last person you can confess to, some one you feel could be a better you in lots of things, and still you won't be jelous of her. some one that you know can help you, when your mind can't find any way out any more. some one you are so open with, that you can share all your joyful moments, all your love stories, whithout being worry that she might think you are showing off.
some one that you are so close to that you can tell her any thing and every thing. some one that u can tell all your stupidest concerns, regardless if they make any sence at the given situation or not.
Meanwhile you forget she is in different situation and your smallest stupidest concern, might means a whole different thing to her.
and before you realize you talked so much, you hurt someone who means a whole heart to you.


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