JERIC WROTE LOVE LETTER TO CHERRYa letter very pretty.
If the blue ocean could be turned into the ink,
It will be still not enough for me,
To write how much of you that I think,
For loving and caring you, my heart never sinks,
Even my life at the brink.
If a paper could be made like an universe so large,
It will be still too small for me
To praise in words from my heart,
Writing non-stop day and night, even my health is risky,
About your awesome beauty,
For which I am very much crazy.
If all the sand grains of earth could be changed into words of love,
It will be still too little for me,
To say how much I long for your hug,
After bitten by your love bug,
Mary wrote to Johnny,
a letter very ugly.
The blue ocean, the paper, and the sand-grains will never be changed.
They will always be the same.
But after marriage, you have already changed,
Your love has waned,
Calling me names,
Giving excuses which are lame,
Acting like a man insane,
Playing all night the computer game.
I have been sleeping lonely without hugging,
Many nights into the morning.
To me you are no more dear,
I am living in anger and fear,
Writing this letter in torrential tears.
Your health is now at a great risk,
What you wrote in letter were bull-shit.
As she was going to leave,
She tore his letter into pieces,
Threw them into the flame,
Thus ending their love game.
If the blue ocean could be turned into the ink,
It will be still not enough for me,
To write how much of you that I think,
For loving and caring you, my heart never sinks,
Even my life at the brink.
If a paper could be made like an universe so large,
It will be still too small for me
To praise in words from my heart,
Writing non-stop day and night, even my health is risky,
About your awesome beauty,
For which I am very much crazy.
If all the sand grains of earth could be changed into words of love,
It will be still too little for me,
To say how much I long for your hug,
After bitten by your love bug,
Mary wrote to Johnny,
a letter very ugly.
The blue ocean, the paper, and the sand-grains will never be changed.
They will always be the same.
But after marriage, you have already changed,
Your love has waned,
Calling me names,
Giving excuses which are lame,
Acting like a man insane,
Playing all night the computer game.
I have been sleeping lonely without hugging,
Many nights into the morning.
To me you are no more dear,
I am living in anger and fear,
Writing this letter in torrential tears.
Your health is now at a great risk,
What you wrote in letter were bull-shit.
As she was going to leave,
She tore his letter into pieces,
Threw them into the flame,
Thus ending their love game.
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