We spoke on the phone last night. We spoke for sometime. I don't know how should I feel about it. I'm not going to say what we talked about. She knows I love her very much. But I don't know if she knows that I'm willing to die for her. I'm not exaggerating, I'm not being overdramatic but if a car or a bullet were to come in her way, I will be there to take the crash or the shot. What do I have to live for? Broken family, broken heart. If that day were to ever come, the day her life is threatened, I hope I'll be there. And she'll know that I love her until it kills me and even then she'll still be in my heart.

Oh and I dreamt about her again. We were at school as usual, and she told me to walk with her to building number 13 or 11. And so we did. She asked me if I was okay and I said "never been better" Then I woke up. Feeling odd and lost.

Anyways, I'm still keeping to my promise. It's a promise.