How Are We to Know?

Dear Eddy,


It has been a little more than two weeks...
And my heart has not stopped aching.


I was revisiting our memories;
The day I was looking for you, was the day you left.


Are you squeezing my heart?
Playfully, I bet, just a little too hard for me to breathe.


Ah, Eddy, you were one crazy guy.
And I almost use 'are'...


Should I have said goodbye?




With Love,
Lina.