Dear addressee,
it is the last piece of what never meant to be sent.
nowadays i auction anything you can ever think of. i can never make up my mind how would it come to be if we never met, the other day with that silly brown leather coat in hands.. now we are through.. and it takes me time.. but there's something so wrong with me.. all these colors.. all these tracks.. peoples.. calls.. dialogues.. incidents.. damn incidents can't stop it around me.. none of them fit.. no progress..

Dear addressee; it's been a long time, drowning.. i'm craving for a break..
deal me in, we're playing for so long..
give me a break,
a long, long long pause.