Letters Of A Lost Love

Never her

My dear Bianca,

It is not her that I want. Not her that I think about.

I know why it is that you can't be with me. What your father thinks of my family. Rest assured I share his thoughts. My heritage makes me sick but it is not who I am and you know that.

Yet for as long as you remain a coward I will find myself looking for your eyes in every new girl I meet. And I will find myself disappointed every time.

Yours forever and always,

Pads