| Since the day I
first met you, you have consumed my thoughts. I have been so
completely taken by you that, sometimes, I felt that I should go
mad. Both night and day, you have been the center of my inspirations
and my emotions. There are times that I wondered if you thought of
me, too. And there are times when I believe you did. But that is
gone now. Your memory of me is fading. I am forgotten.
So I live in secret agony, slowly fading away. |