Dear Mr. Programmer:
Never did I knew he liked me until I heard it from you.
He was always with me when I passed by the church to pray.
I was still wondering why you said that so sudden and quick.
But on that day, he did not come with me.
Somehow I felt uneasy.
As if something was wrong.
I ask him why and then he said he had an errand to do.
I nodded and waved him goodbye.
I still have to go home until I passed by to my favorite merienda spot.
It saved my hungry mind and stomach.
Sure it is a lot of unexpected crashes.
I went in by myself and bought some fresh veggies wrapped in lumpia wrappers.
I have to thank that store because in a minute, it has lessen the weight of things that happened today.
Sincerely,
Hope
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