The Last Letter

There are those of you who are sentimental and romantic
Love so passionately, and seems so effortlessly
It is an innate instinct, you are born to love
It is in your soul;
The gifts, the letters, the messages, so lovingly ... pathetic
When there is really no need for such gestures, there are nothing actually
When in love already, is there a need to present more proofs?
Poor soul, those insinuations almost feels like the gallows.

There are those of you who are just playing it cool
Love comes and love will stay
Cos good ole love, oh so faithful
You so believing and trusting;
At times, almost feel freezing cold
The warmth that is not been displayed
Thrust the instinct into a believer of things beautiful and wonderful
Yearning, imagining, all the feelings.

There are those of you are constantly changing
Love swings like the pendulum
Tick tock, hot and cold
Good ole couple you have been;
It is good that love is still loving, heart break is still harrowing
There are always new conditions to succumb
Everlasting is evergreen and old is gold
You are no long SEVENTEEN, Please!

The last letter needs only one last sentence
"I LOVE YOU"