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Dear…

You always complain that I am like a cactus, dry and full of thorn, but hey dear, when a cactus blossom of flower, it is very precious. I don’t know how to write a good poem or a good story to give to you. I just like Math, English, and Computer...I don’t know how many love letter you have received from other in love guys? Maybe I am lack of romance, I just want the clarify, logic and can be proved accuracy. Write a poem, make a song, I give up, I don’t know what to say to make you understand what is in my mind right now…Oh well, I will do a math to prove my love for you, ok?
The love math
Problem: I am X, you are Y, with the formula Love and No Love, prove this theorem: X loves Y and Y loves X is right and there is only one existence.
Assumption 1: X loves Y
Prove: To prove that I love you, I have many evidences and examples.
Here it goes: Since I first know you, I don’t know how many days I had to wait and how many nights I spent to think about the letter to send to you so I can be a friend of you. If I was just playing around, I would have come and talked to you right at the first time I saw you. If I didn’t have a feeling about u, I wouldn’t have felt so anxious waiting for you to reply. You see, dear, right from the first moment, you make a cold guy with a stoned heart like me confused again and again. The day you smiled at me and you said yes, your eyes were like shining star, and I was lucky to still know the way home so my family wouldn’t have to put on the paper the “Missing people” article. And don’t u see how I think about you now.
If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t stand on the school gate waiting for you to get out of school. Those days, I hated with passion all the guys who waited at the gate for their girl friends…just like a bunch of nerds. I always reminded myself: “A man needs to be strong, be tough, who wouldn’t do anything just because of a girl…”But, we never knew what would come tomorrow, a hero cannot pass a beautiful girl’s door, and now I was one of those nerds that I once despite. Even I knew it wasn’t time for school out yet, I still wanted to come early to wait for you, afraid that if I came late, you would leave with your friends. Hope you don’t think I am a fool…
Sometimes, when you were mad at me, and you didn’t want to talk to me, the day seemed to last forever…and didn’t want to end. Everywhere I went, I felt like fire burning inside of me…making my friends, colleague wonder: “What is wrong with you?”
Prove:
“Love is blind”, no I don’t want to be the old blind fortuneteller trying to guess our love. My eyes are still good and to see you more clearly, I have two more thick and big glasses. I don’t want to swear to the sky then I won’t be able to keep my promise, and I also don’t want to talk around without coming to the main point and making you confused like going into a maze…I want my feeling for you to be clear, short but full of meaning just as a logic math: I love you.
Assumption 2: Y loves X
Evidence: It is not easy to put ourselves in someone else’s shoes to guess what someone thinks…But for you, I will try to make everything as simple as I can…

You can stare at me telling me that, there are many people want to be your friend, and you also say yes to bunch of them, not only me… So what, why don’t you answer me right away, you make me wait for the whole week, until next week, I try to convince you to let me see you…Are you going to give me a heart attack? That makes me believe that you think of me a little bit more special than others. And now you are going to say: “ I am a girl, and I want to play a little bit!”, Ok, whatever you say… so when I held your hand and ask you “Will you?”, you cheek turn red pink, and you just smile and don’t say anything…? Oh, and you will say: “ Girls are shy!”, alright, so why many punk waiting to take you home, you said no and come to go home with me? And now are you going to say : “Because you are bigger, and grown more… so you are more trust worthy!” Ok, let say that you are right, so why you keep writing me letters, making the poems, music to send me? Oh, and all of them are love letter or love poem…!You know that I am dried and as hard as a stone, still you give me all that kind of things…why don’t you do that to those punk in your class? Wow, I am not going to make any more guessing… to leave it to you….
March 08, Valentine day, you are eager to show me flowers, presents, cards… as well as the best love letter in the world…Know you for more than a year, but still… I sit next to you, drink juices as if nothing really matters...and didn’t give you any response…don’t know who in a sudden becoming hurt…Hey, I am not going into your trap that easy…your little trick is as old as the Earth…who told you a guy cannot play a little bit… what would happen if I am so eager and scare you away Are you going to make me die because of jealousy…no way. Oh dear… I am a mature…being with you…I become a kiddo…but those punks in your school just little kiddo trying to become mature…Mature has been a kiddo…so I am accepted.. but those punks trying to become a man… not work…next time, I will write you one more prove full about those punks.. so you will see where I am…