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				| Something happened my love, For I find myself gazing
 At you through a cloud of confusion
 That keeps us so far apart.
 One day I dreamed of a love
 That would blow the cloud away
 Like pollen on the wind,
 And decorate our hearts
 With a life filled with beauty.
 
 Have we lost that star that guides us to that love?
 Or am I plagued with illusion of despair?
 Where are the lights flashing in your eyes?
 Where in the warmth that colors your smile?
 
 | I knew them once but they seem to have faded away. The sun doesn’t feel so warm
 And the stars look further away.
 In my thoughts, alone at night
 I try to place the blame on you,
 But I know there is no blame,
 For we are only pawns moved
 So randomly by the whimsical hand of fate.
 
 If this is but an illusion,
 Please ease my soul with a tender kiss
 And warm my heart with words of love.
 
 But if not, I wish you, my love, farewell,
 Wherever the wind may carry you.
 
 |  |   |  | (Separate letter) 
 Dear Sharon,
 I’m not sure exactly what I’m doing, writing to a woman who I shouldn’t even be thinking about, but I am too far away to call, and I want to talk to you. I am very afraid of you, Sharon, because you have had an effect on me that I somehow find impossible to control. All logical reasoning tells me that I should do everything possible to detach my emotions from you, but I can’t. Maybe it is because the experiences I had with you were the only ones in which I acted without a mask to hide my true self from the world, Maybe it was just because you made me feel so good. Now I find myself in a very uncomfortable situation. All I want is to be with you, but that is impossible, so I entertain myself with fantasies of a future when again we aren’t afraid to admit that we want each other, and with memories of last summer.
 
 
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