ME

Ilze, my pen pal in Africa. We wrote to each other for many
years since high school. Talking about our lives, school, even
our own friends. It's very normal. We even chatted on MSN.
That was an amazing experience to us. Two of us felt the
world was so small like something connecting mutually. Yeah,
it was.


For few months, I still have not heard from her. I thought she
was busy with her exams in the beginning. Another few months
passed, I felt something strange. She never wirte to me so
long. I sent her several e-mail. It liked a stone dropped into the
sea like the previous one---Lindsey. Actually, the feeling was
so fucking bad. I hated someone do this to me. I experienced
many times.


All I need is not too much. She just sands me some words to let
me feel relieved and know how she is. That's it. A small
requisition.