It’s been sometime like 3 years since we came to an end, all that while in my head everything was ok. It started out by one thing reminding me of you, the Olay products you used to buy me, then there were too many, I got lazy counting. Now am rewinding the movies we used to love, at the same time wondering what am doing jamming to the groovy songs we used to unwind to… May be am undoing a mistake so am wandering hoping you could find me. Fine, I take it you are the same person so you could still fire me up like you used to.

It’s been a hustle finding another guy as good but trust me I did. It’s been self blinding hiding what I used to feel for you, you sure did have a lasting effect. Like luster you are still the special characteristic that leaves me having thoughts of you. It’s futuristic to think of what we could have been, now that I have seen how the past failed us. Nway, I figure that some things last it’s why I sent you this mail.

It’s so good to see that you have moved on with somebody new. It’s sort of like you cleaned up your boot and started rolling with a fresh crew. It’s cool, mine was a similar scenario just that of late everything seems to go back to my stereo. When am listening to the radio the song is always about us. It’s been a long day so just like the casualties I will pass with the pleasantries and just ask you a few questions …

Do your thoughts of me ever become sensual? Well, you don’t have to answer this if it’s too personal but do your hots for me reside still or like a capsized boat is the situation? In continuation do you remember our sexual escapades? But most importantly that December when we first met while on vacation? I am ashamed that sometimes when I am with my man, I call your name. Un-ashamed that this time I am calling you because I want you back as my man …