It's one thing when you recieve a letter from the love of your life telling you that you still know her the best. It's one thing to hear an echo of the words she wrote in her mind saying no one else…no one closest to her knows her well enough except you. It's one thing to know she still reminisce about some of the most memorable times that you were together.

It's one thing to know she still keeps the things you shared closest to her.

It's another to know she wants you to win her back.

To win her back.

You know…when someone breaks up with you. You'd expect to just move on and be happy. God knows how many of you told me to move on and get a life away from her. Stop thinking about her. Bla bla bla. Well…all I can say is this. If you had a reason to want someone that has nothing to do with love.

Would you still want them back?

I know that why some of you don't understand me.

So many us have grown to say there is no need for the word why in love. Why do you love someone? Why do you want to spend the rest of your life with them? Why do you want to hurt yourself over and over again because you want to be with them? I know I have reasons to stay. So I can't blame those of you who move on because you don't have a reason and purpose to stay.

It's just the way it is.

It's the same with life.

I'm starting to think my life IS like the many stories and movies that I've watched over the years. Which is stupid because I'm supposed to be attached to this harsh reality…but if reality wants my life to be the classic love story. Hell…who am I to argue. It would make my life much easier either way.

Why do you want her back?

Because she was willing to stand by your side and listen when no one else would. Because she understands you more than anyone closest to you would ever try to. Because she brings out the best and the worst in yourself and inspires you to be better than you could ever be on your own.

Because she gives you the slice of peace that no one else could give. Because you know you are the only one who can give her peace. Because you understand her as much as she understands you. Because you're the only one who loves her darkness as much as she loves yours.

Would that justify her being my soulmate? I don't know. She's the first soulmate I've ever had. Though…I think the rule somewhere states that you're supposed to have only one soulmate.

So after all the pain she put me through. After all the blood spilt on my side. What do I do?

I call her a stubborn pig and smile, telling her to take care of herself and that I love her.

It's going to be an interesting 3 months for both of us.

Very interesting indeed.