Reseña del libro "My Dearest (en Inglés)"
'Love' is just a word in a dictionary, yet it lies a mixed emotion, that cannot be describe. Many thoughts of an 'unrequited love' is a one-sided love for another person who might have feelings for someone else but not you. My thought of an 'unrequited love' is different, from my perspective it can only be describe as loneliness. The one and only precious girl, who I realize she is the one for me is already too late. After her departure, I move on in life and experienced 'love' again with other girls and it will never work out in the end. That year, memories of her came to light and it was 3 years late to realize she is the one for me. She have departed from earth, an unrequited love, is like raindrops on the window. The grieve and tears are witnessed by the serenade night sky, my last cry were a farewell gift from her. My tears are lost under her last wish, her gift for me is the lost of my tears. My heart is one, her wish can never change, it will and remains faithful for as long as the spring season will exist. My life is engraved with shadows and loneliness crept in me silently, being able to smile and many people assumed I am an extrovert is a scary thought. I am not, a really happy person as they think. The mask, was put on me by my precious heroine before her departure to somewhere faraway. She never wish for me to be a gloomy, dark and depressed person. When the night conquer the day, my genuine self is accompany with the images of you and us in my mind and my heart felt like it was at hell. During the day, I have 'friends' but at night, I have nobody else but you and my book with a pen. Silence, is a word to describe my love between us, it is painful. The memories used to be a happy one, when they became my only possession, it is just a sad and depressing one. The only communication left between her and me is my diary, poetries and the lonely nights. 'My Dearest', is my works for her and it is one way to keep my heart faithful to her, tears shed will never come to light but hidden between the thousands of words.
