ghinaaa, I always read the beautiful words you create... for me it's like a manifestation of my feelings that can't be described because I'm not a person who is good at playing with words. I always give the twt link of your writing to my loved ones, thank you so much for bringing love to life with the words you create. I'm grateful to found you, whenever world make you feel heavy i hope you know that i always pray everything gonna be okay in the end for you. thank you for being you, ghina, I'm glad you exist. =-)

Hi, Ghina :] Whenever I want to express myself to people I love, I say too much-- like, an overwhelming amount of too much. The last time I attempted to write a letter I didn't realize that I wrote a whole 5pages of it, and I wasn't even done yet haha. I'm just wondering, what do you think or what do you do to shorten your feelings in like one paragraph or just a few sentences that fully conveys how you feel?

I just have this intense fear that although they may say it's okay, I fear that I write/take too long to express myself.

hi. i have been following you for as long as i remember, and i have always admired your writings. I'm wondering, would it be possible for you to write something regarding this situation I'm in?

He was my first and greatest love, but also someone I had to let go out of fear and guilt (but I promised that I'd come back), and I did-- however, it's been 5 years since. I have not loved anyone else other than him, because I always just realize that I'm searching for him in everyone that have taken interest in me. I always tried to reach out, but ended up not being able to consistently be there for him because my fear kept resurfacing, my fear that I'm not good enough for someone so special as him. Mid-September, I tried reaching out, again. Until now, we've been contact ever since and we have even met few times already. However, he already has someone else, for four months. He had told me, reassured me, multiple times that he'll come back to me, but he's unsure when. I know that holding onto hope for something like this may be dumb and stupid, but I can't stop. Knowing that I can't stop is hurting me as well. But if I am to be dumb, stupid, and naive, I'd rather it be with him and for him. He makes me feel like I want to live. I'm more willing than ever to be hurt and heartbroken, as long as it's him. I know this is destroying me, in more ways than one, but I love him so much.

Thank you so much. Please take care, and I hope you take care.