Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

(September / Dennilton)

a letter of the coach sited man to his ex


May I have your attention for minute?
I am sitting very tide and comfortable
In my coach writing you this letter
To be honest is quit sometime not writing you a letter

Do you remember that?
At certain time
Me and you we were
Connected like magnet and steel
Happily in love
I thought I was in love
Only to find that I was in like

There you walked out of my life
I felt a wound in my heart
I became sad and cried
And skinny like stick
When I realize that
You enjoy hurting other people

Well Every dog has it own time
Today its mine

First and foremost I thank you
For being away from me
No pain, no gain
I suffered your departure
And now I happily in life
You walked out of my life
Like plastic weaving in wind without direction

Now I found
My destiny and soul mate
She makes sure that
I laugh as much as I can
And don't let sun goes down
Without smile in my face
Everything she say is constructive
And she don't tell a joke
And laugh it herself

She thought me
To be happy by myself
Not because of someone
Else's presence my life
And now I have inner peace

The only joy I have
Every time I spend
Without her I feel like is wasted
She is not just beautiful
She Vigorous well mannered
Then I am happily in love again

Our bilateral and mutual relationship
Is good in simple way
She fulfill my fantasy and my dreams
And I am living my dream life

When I need a friend
She is right there for me
When I need a companion
Still she is there
When I need love
She shows me love, tenderness and kindness
She is my lollypop
I leak it everywhere

When I cry
Here shoulder is there for me
When I need comfort
Her warm hands are widely
Opened for me
She does not believe
In super-natural -man
Everyman has his
Own personal weakness

Men are like children
Need love and tender heart
Then the rest shall follow

I officially thank you
For being out of my life
Now I am a happiest man alive
Have I wonderful year
And jolly Christmas

Regards ex

Submitted: Wednesday, June 20, 2012

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