Letters to men.

Dear all,

below is my desire. my game plan. i wish to follow it. i will follow it by God's grace and help. :D

xoxox,

josy

Letter 1:

Dear man,

Did you ever knew that in my dreams ‒the ones I have in between and during boring classes‒ you had a honey tongue that makes me ears numb in the tingle of your words, half drunken because it was almost to sweet to be heard? Alas, reality crumble down my dream because if did you just played the hurting game everybody else played.

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Letter 2:

Dear man,

You told me I am pretty. But I thought pretty is an underrated word to describe such magnificent creation. (aha ;) ) But then I thought again, the way you said it, it sounded like a quite impressive scientific adjective to design, describe, and to call a wonder...

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Letter 3:

Dear man,

My heart beats as fast as shifting lights in a tunnel-highway every time you blink and smile profusely at me. Am I being a fool or am I being a fool? You should know the answer to my fluttering questions knocking the door of you heart and teasing your eyes because it's either you have another of an opportune moment to toy with a beautiful person and an all precious heart. Or it's because none have ever uttered words and feelings such as I sing to you.

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Letter 4:

Dear man,

Let me tell you a thought most women have forgotten in sin. Purity and hearts or feelings are pure vessels used for the good of the people and of God. It is not played at. Like a flower the more you poke it the more its worth decreases, the more it's life span decreases. Eventually, it dies. Instead it should be taken care of as you would take care of your pet, your gadgets, your laptop, your face, your skin, your body, your life. Purity and heart or feelings given to the right person on the right time on the right place makes a beautiful song of harmony until it slowly ages, learn, and mature to become a symbol of happiness displayed for the glory of its Maker.

Now, don't you want to play that harmony instead of playing a short-lived game that ends in tragic brokenness?

Love always,

Lady - a daughter of eve

P.S. this is what i read in a book: Have fun! But don't hurt yourself. :) now, that's a game plan.