Sometimes, alone in my room,
I wonder if you still think of me...
Of us, our love, and how sweet it used to be.
Of course, I always think of you.
It seems that's all I ever do.
You invade my head 24/7,
you're like an angel sent to me from Heaven.
Even now that we're apart,
you control my mind, my soul, and all my heart.
I wish I could tell you all this to your face,
but I don't want to risk being humiliated or disgraced.
So for now I'll write it in this letter;
until, once again, we are together.