Number 78

To my friend studying in the University of Michigan,

I still love you. I still think of you.
I want things to work out. I really do.
You are not that far away.
Just 145 miles they say.
I'm not afraid. I really am not.
It's just I'm giving a little more thought.
After that heart-to-heart talk,
and late night walk.
You been acting strangely, melodically,
Ever so sweetly to me.

Please just wait out a little more.
Then we won't be like before.
Closer than your favourite TV show,
I will one day dance with you in snow.
I want you back, back home when it rains.
Where we can sleep away our pains.
I want to hold that song for you.
Under the rain seeing, kissing you.

I remember stealing an embrace.
Oh what a look on your face.
Stand with me under a mistletoe,
and we'll see how it goes.
Follow me to paradise one day,
that's all I've got to say.
I can go on, a million more,
only to have my heart barely spoken for.

Singing the song like we use to,
All I want for Christmas is definitely you.

From your once Far-away Friend and Long-lost Lover
Kenneth.

P.S. please write me back