<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:45:46.582+07:00</updated><category term='Pursuing New Love'/><category term='Separated in Love'/><category term='Friends as Lovers'/><category term='Love to a Parent'/><category term='Lost Love'/><category term='Secret Admirer'/><category term='Family Love'/><category term='Love to My/Our Child'/><category term='AIDS-Disease and Love'/><category term='Angry in Love'/><category term='Expressions of Love'/><category term='Love to a Sibling'/><category term='Timeless Love'/><title type='text'>Love Letters (Surat Cinta); the Collection. puisi, kata, kisah, pantun, syair</title><subtitle type='html'>Having trouble with your words of adoration? Well, now you'll never run out of expressions of love. You'll find letters focusing on new love, secret admirer, timeless love, lost love, angry in love, friends as lovers.... You can never have too much love! You can even use these letters as a start to your own inspiration. Why whisper sweet nothings when you can write somethings?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-8570487176592746180</id><published>2008-04-03T14:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:22:45.626+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Love'/><title type='text'>The Life We Share Has its Foundation in Your Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt; Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I ever told you "Thank You" for giving me the most wonderful Wife. Rebecca is the love of my life. I know that the richness of our love comes from the love that you gave. The life that we share has its foundation in your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship is also &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/family-love/the-life-we-share-has-its-foundation-in-your-home/"&gt;[Read More...The Life We Share Has its Foundation in Your Home]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-8570487176592746180?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/8570487176592746180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=8570487176592746180' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/8570487176592746180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/8570487176592746180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-we-share-has-its-foundation-in.html' title='The Life We Share Has its Foundation in Your Home'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-3349515669403396848</id><published>2008-02-21T13:35:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:27:36.070+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends as Lovers'/><title type='text'>We've Been There for Each Other During Times When Others Have Abandoned Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My Friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We've known each other for years: always as friends, always sharing secrets. We've been there for each other during times when others have abandoned us. When no one else cared to listen, we had each other. When another's love disillusioned us, we encouraged each other and dreamt of finding that special person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we find ourselves again in &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/friends-as-lovers/weve-been-there-for-each-other-during-times-when-others-have-abandoned-us/"&gt;[Read More... We've Been There for Each Other During Times When Others Have Abandoned Us]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-3349515669403396848?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/3349515669403396848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=3349515669403396848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3349515669403396848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3349515669403396848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/weve-been-there-for-each-other-during.html' title='We&apos;ve Been There for Each Other During Times When Others Have Abandoned Us'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-5686742781791061633</id><published>2008-02-19T09:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:41:32.476+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Forgive Me, I Promise You My Eternal Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my name is not one you wish to hear mentioned. I am the one who brought grief and havoc to your life. I am the one that was a fool to risk our love for a few frivolous moments of pleasure. I played with fire thinking I would never get burned, but I was when I lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was a &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/lost-love/forgive-me-i-promise-you-my-eternal-love/"&gt;[Read More... Forgive Me, I Promise You My Eternal Love]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-5686742781791061633?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/5686742781791061633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=5686742781791061633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5686742781791061633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5686742781791061633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/forgive-me-i-promise-you-my-eternal.html' title='Forgive Me, I Promise You My Eternal Love'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-3135386339253210204</id><published>2008-02-18T11:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:46:32.240+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pursuing New Love'/><title type='text'>I Ache To Know You</title><content type='html'>Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the possibilities of loving me. You would have someone by your side, at your feet, who adores you. You would know that the only thoughts on my mind are those of you. I would spend my life dedicated to making your dreams come true. All because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mysteries that draw me to &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/pursuing-new-love/i-ache-to-know-you/"&gt;[Read More... I Ache To Know You]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-3135386339253210204?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/3135386339253210204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=3135386339253210204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3135386339253210204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3135386339253210204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-ache-to-know-you.html' title='I Ache To Know You'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-8966918678016677574</id><published>2008-02-16T14:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:49:14.322+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Admirer'/><title type='text'>I Must Declare Myself to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been your secret admirer for some time now. I've been by your side, but you have not recognized me. Over time I have come to realize that I must declare myself to you. If I do, then I have the hope of a life together. If I do not do so, then I am a fool, a mere shadow without a meaningful existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to know your &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/secret-admirer/i-must-declare-myself-to-you/"&gt;[Read More... I Must Declare Myself to You]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-8966918678016677574?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/8966918678016677574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=8966918678016677574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/8966918678016677574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/8966918678016677574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-must-declare-myself-to-you.html' title='I Must Declare Myself to You'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-7717529851302531896</id><published>2008-02-15T09:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:44:33.436+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Separated in Love'/><title type='text'>I Never Thought Our Love Could End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought our love could end. I would have sworn that I would fight and never have given up. You were my beginning, my soul, a treasure to be kept and never forsaken. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find where our differences started. I can't analyze why we &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/separated-in-love/i-never-thought-our-love-could-end/"&gt;[Read More... I Never Thought Our Love Could End]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-7717529851302531896?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/7717529851302531896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=7717529851302531896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/7717529851302531896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/7717529851302531896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-never-thought-our-love-could-end.html' title='I Never Thought Our Love Could End'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-3386706483782624963</id><published>2008-02-14T08:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:50:16.969+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timeless Love'/><title type='text'>Others Are Envious of Our Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; My Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you slip your hand in mine as we walk, and your touch finds its way to the most secret place in my heart. Others are envious of our love and our closeness. I even find it incredible the way we know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul has always been a mirror of mine. My questions are &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/timeless-love/others-are-envious-of-our-love/"&gt;[Read More... Others Are Envious of Our Love]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-3386706483782624963?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/3386706483782624963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=3386706483782624963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3386706483782624963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3386706483782624963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/others-are-envious-of-our-love.html' title='Others Are Envious of Our Love'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-7926430480131954027</id><published>2008-02-13T08:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:29:00.169+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends as Lovers'/><title type='text'>Let Me Love You More Than A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking you to trust in me. We have been friends for a long time. We've shared our secrets, hurts, and loves. Now I can't stand by and watch someone hurt you as you are taken for granted. Let me be the one that loves you - more than a friend. Let me love you as your lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I surprising you or am I bringing you a &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/friends-as-lovers/let-me-love-you-more-than-a-friend/"&gt;[Read More... Let Me Love You More Than A Friend]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-7926430480131954027?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/7926430480131954027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=7926430480131954027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/7926430480131954027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/7926430480131954027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-me-love-you-more-than-friend.html' title='Let Me Love You More Than A Friend'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-6815259688583525444</id><published>2008-02-12T08:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:16:06.146+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Love'/><title type='text'>I Will Not Be There to Wipe Your Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt; My Dearest Child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be there to walk you to school the first time you go. I will not be there to wipe your tears if you are hurt. I will not be there to see you grow up, but I wanted you to know that it was not my choice to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything to be there for you. Things are out of &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/family-love/i-will-not-be-there-to-wipe-your-tears/"&gt;[Read More... I Will Not Be There to Wipe Your Tears]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-6815259688583525444?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/6815259688583525444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=6815259688583525444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6815259688583525444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6815259688583525444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-will-not-be-there-to-wipe-your-tears.html' title='I Will Not Be There to Wipe Your Tears'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-705134810037308167</id><published>2008-02-11T08:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:04:44.654+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressions of Love'/><title type='text'>Being Warmed By Your Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that at one time I was afraid of the thunder? Or were you aware that I trembled whenever a cold wind would blow? Then again the darkest nights would make me shudder - all because I didn't know of your feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I spend my days being warmed in &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/expressions-of-love/being-warmed-by-your-love/"&gt;[Read More... Being Warmed By Your Love]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-705134810037308167?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/705134810037308167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=705134810037308167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/705134810037308167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/705134810037308167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/being-warmed-by-your-love.html' title='Being Warmed By Your Love'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-1051753983597898185</id><published>2008-02-10T06:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:00:20.663+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry in Love'/><title type='text'>I Am Leaving Because There Is Someone Else</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I am leaving because there is someone else. I am leaving because you can't make up your mind. You do not know what you want, but I do. I want an answer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I cannot live wondering if I will &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/angry-in-love/i-am-leaving-because-there-is-someone-else/"&gt;[Read More... I Am Leaving Because There Is Someone Else]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-1051753983597898185?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/1051753983597898185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=1051753983597898185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/1051753983597898185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/1051753983597898185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-leaving-because-there-is-someone.html' title='I Am Leaving Because There Is Someone Else'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-2714301492880222949</id><published>2008-02-09T00:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:44:04.429+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Did You Know I Wept</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the tears in my eyes? Did you know I wept? Did you feel how your words hurt me? Do you think a kiss wipes it all away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel as though a cold chill passes over my soul. The sting of your words remains etched on my heart. Time will surely wash them away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make sense of it. I can be strong and &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/lost-love/did-you-know-i-wept/"&gt;[Read More... Did You Know I Wept]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-2714301492880222949?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/2714301492880222949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=2714301492880222949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/2714301492880222949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/2714301492880222949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-you-know-i-wept.html' title='Did You Know I Wept'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-254362813086143205</id><published>2008-02-08T06:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:31:21.465+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS-Disease and Love'/><title type='text'>Things Were Never to Go This Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Where do I begin? Things were never supposed to go this far. This is not what I wanted, and yet, it is exactly what I hoped for. I love you and longed to hear you say the same. I did not encourage you, but you loved me anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I wanted to protect you and &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/aids-disease-and-love/things-were-never-to-go-this-far/"&gt;[Read More... Things Were Never to Go This Far]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-254362813086143205?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/254362813086143205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=254362813086143205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/254362813086143205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/254362813086143205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-were-never-to-go-this-far.html' title='Things Were Never to Go This Far'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-3306330581001367031</id><published>2008-02-07T22:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:11:20.771+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love to a Parent'/><title type='text'>We Were Not of a Wealthy Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Dear mom and dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not of a wealthy family, but I have come to count the riches you gave me. My shoes were worn long before new ones could be bought, but it didn't matter because you always found time to walk with me. Dinners were not made of gourmet food, but the conversations were rich as they centered around our day and &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-parent/we-were-not-of-a-wealthy-family/"&gt;[Read More... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-parent/we-were-not-of-a-wealthy-family/"&gt;We Were Not of a Wealthy Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-parent/we-were-not-of-a-wealthy-family/"&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-3306330581001367031?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/3306330581001367031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=3306330581001367031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3306330581001367031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3306330581001367031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-were-not-of-wealthy-family.html' title='We Were Not of a Wealthy Family'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-4498735867648106166</id><published>2008-02-06T11:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:16:05.126+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pursuing New Love'/><title type='text'>Are You Dreaming of Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; My new love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the deep of the night, I awaken and wonder where you are. What are you doing? Is there any chance you are dreaming of me? Tell me, is there someone else who holds that place in the darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it is in the light of the dawn, or in &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/pursuing-new-love/are-you-dreaming-of-me/"&gt;[Read More... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/pursuing-new-love/are-you-dreaming-of-me/"&gt;Are You Dreaming of Me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/pursuing-new-love/are-you-dreaming-of-me/"&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-4498735867648106166?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/4498735867648106166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=4498735867648106166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/4498735867648106166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/4498735867648106166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-dreaming-of-me.html' title='Are You Dreaming of Me?'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-3562965526317309876</id><published>2008-02-05T00:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:27:27.648+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Admirer'/><title type='text'>Current Political Correctness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at expressing what I'm feeling, especially with all the current political correctness. For in today's world, I may have to arrange a legal document to ensure that my words are deemed proper. So please don't take offense when I say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted to tell you for &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/secret-admirer/current-political-correctness/"&gt;[Read More... Current Political Correctness]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-3562965526317309876?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/3562965526317309876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=3562965526317309876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3562965526317309876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/3562965526317309876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/current-political-correctness.html' title='Current Political Correctness'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-5056939934737700675</id><published>2008-02-04T23:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:46:44.622+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Separated in Love'/><title type='text'>I Long to Wrap My Arms Around You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to sleep at night in an empty bed. When I awake I feel your warmth and the smell of your being lingers on your pillow, but you are gone. I long to wrap my arms around you as we sleep, to rest my face upon your shoulder, but you are not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps you away? What is more important than me? Maybe I don't understand because you are &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/separated-in-love/i-long-to-wrap-my-arms-around-you/"&gt;[Read More... I Long to Wrap My Arms Around You]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-5056939934737700675?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/5056939934737700675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=5056939934737700675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5056939934737700675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5056939934737700675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-long-to-wrap-my-arms-around-you.html' title='I Long to Wrap My Arms Around You'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-6299589396163122350</id><published>2007-08-06T14:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:51:06.230+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timeless Love'/><title type='text'>My Heart Is Yours Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear my one  love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran once, far and away, from all that I knew to be in your arms.  I have never had any regrets that I chose to be with you. Our life has been  spent in loving each other. We kept each other safe and warm in our own  world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've given me dreams to share and see fulfilled as we worked  side by side. Your faithfulness to me is &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/timeless-love/my-heart-is-yours-forever/"&gt;[Read More... My Heart Is Yours Forever]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-6299589396163122350?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/6299589396163122350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=6299589396163122350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6299589396163122350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6299589396163122350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-heart-is-yours-forever.html' title='My Heart Is Yours Forever'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-331516037353014345</id><published>2007-08-01T10:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:33:47.199+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS-Disease and Love'/><title type='text'>For Both Our Sakes I Feel We Should Go and Be Tested</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We have become more to each other than I could  have imagined. The love that we discovered is warm in my heart. There are now  feelings I never knew existed, but I am delighted that you are the reason for  these feelings. I can still feel your kisses as they whispered across my face  and your finger tips as they traced silent messages. I don't want this beginning  to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Now, I must take the &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/aids-disease-and-love/for-both-our-sakes-i-feel-we-should-go-and-be-tested/"&gt;[Read More... For Both Our Sakes I Feel We Should Go and Be Tested]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-331516037353014345?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/331516037353014345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=331516037353014345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/331516037353014345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/331516037353014345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-both-our-sakes-i-feel-we-should-go.html' title='For Both Our Sakes I Feel We Should Go and Be Tested'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-7864818510644179783</id><published>2007-08-01T10:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:01:58.351+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry in Love'/><title type='text'>All I Have Left of Our Love Is a Photograph</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Ex-dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;All I have left of our love is a photograph of  your face. The question is -- what do I do with it? Many answers come to mind.  It could be considered a multiple choice solution. Do I: A. Burn it, B. Throw  darts at it, C. Rip it to shreds, or D. All of the above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;How naive I was to not understand what you were &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/angry-in-love/all-i-have-left-of-our-love-is-a-photograph/"&gt;[Read More... All I Have Left of Our Love Is a Photograph]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-7864818510644179783?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/7864818510644179783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=7864818510644179783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/7864818510644179783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/7864818510644179783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-i-have-left-of-our-love-is.html' title='All I Have Left of Our Love Is a Photograph'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-6823013326861433400</id><published>2007-07-31T10:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:05:31.783+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressions of Love'/><title type='text'>Become My Soul Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Oh My Darling ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you aware of the feelings you provoke inside the deepest  parts of my soul? Do you know that when I look in the mirror it's not my face I  see but yours? I constantly imagine your touch and the sensations that delight  my very being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my love deep in my heart. It was not something I  would easily give to the &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/expressions-of-love/become-my-soul-mate/"&gt;[Read More... Become My Soul Mate]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-6823013326861433400?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/6823013326861433400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=6823013326861433400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6823013326861433400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6823013326861433400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/become-my-soul-mate.html' title='Become My Soul Mate'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-613152109638070987</id><published>2007-07-30T11:43:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:23:46.775+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Love'/><title type='text'>I Am Success Today Because Of Your Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Dear Mom and Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  knew not to be afraid, because your hand was always there for me to grasp. I  knew if I ran too fast, you'd follow to help me up if I stumbled and fell. Your  love has always been constant, even now as I stand on my own. Are you proud? I  am -- of all you taught me. I am where I am today because &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/family-love/i-am-success-today-because-of-your-love/"&gt;[Read More... I Am Success Today Because Of Your Love]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-613152109638070987?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/613152109638070987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=613152109638070987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/613152109638070987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/613152109638070987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-success-today-because-of-your-love.html' title='I Am Success Today Because Of Your Love'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-5592174032444576747</id><published>2007-07-30T11:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:29:57.874+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends as Lovers'/><title type='text'>It Takes a Special Person to be a Real Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have acquaintances, but it takes a special person to  be a real friend. You, are one of those special people. I am honored to call you my  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There exists between us a bond that cannot be broken. I will  defend you and &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/friends-as-lovers/it-takes-a-special-person-to-be-a-real-friend/"&gt;[Read More... It Takes a Special Person to be a Real Friend]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-5592174032444576747?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/5592174032444576747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=5592174032444576747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5592174032444576747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5592174032444576747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-takes-special-person-to-be-real.html' title='It Takes a Special Person to be a Real Friend'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-9158468264373805020</id><published>2007-07-26T16:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:45:37.121+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>A Small Reminder Crept Into My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came upon a pressed flower in a book. It was the [Name  the Type of Flowers] you gave me. I had almost forgotten you, but as always a  small reminder crept into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you be totally forgotten? "  Never!" my soul cries out. You are too much a part of &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/lost-love/a-small-reminder-crept-into-my-life/"&gt;[Read More... A Small Reminder Crept Into My Life]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-9158468264373805020?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/9158468264373805020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=9158468264373805020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/9158468264373805020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/9158468264373805020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/small-reminder-crept-into-my-life.html' title='A Small Reminder Crept Into My Life'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-5243550439034539927</id><published>2007-07-26T16:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:12:06.742+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love to a Parent'/><title type='text'>As I Grew Older I Said the Word I Love You Less</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear Mom &amp;amp; Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I  got older I said the words I love you less and less. I guess it's a child's way  of becoming independent. The truth is that I love you and never any less but  always more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know, but I wanted to tell you anyway. I can  never &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-parent/as-i-grew-older-i-said-the-word-i-love-you-less/"&gt;[Read More... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-parent/as-i-grew-older-i-said-the-word-i-love-you-less/"&gt;As I Grew Older I Said the Word I Love You Less&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-parent/as-i-grew-older-i-said-the-word-i-love-you-less/"&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-5243550439034539927?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/5243550439034539927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=5243550439034539927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5243550439034539927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5243550439034539927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-i-grew-older-i-said-word-i-love-you.html' title='As I Grew Older I Said the Word I Love You Less'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-62018029843576669</id><published>2007-07-26T15:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:12:48.513+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love to a Sibling'/><title type='text'>Remember All the Times We Would Fight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the times we would fight over some silly things. Of course, I always won; or I let you  win. Now that we are both grown, I wanted to tell you some things. It seems like  our separate lives keep us apart with very little time to get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because time is a rare commodity for us, it doesn't mean &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-sibling/remember-all-the-times-we-would-fight/"&gt;[Read More... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-sibling/remember-all-the-times-we-would-fight/"&gt;Remember All the Times We Would Fight?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-a-sibling/remember-all-the-times-we-would-fight/"&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-62018029843576669?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/62018029843576669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=62018029843576669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/62018029843576669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/62018029843576669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/remember-all-times-we-would-fight.html' title='Remember All the Times We Would Fight?'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-6871502277080474436</id><published>2007-07-24T09:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:13:45.387+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love to My/Our Child'/><title type='text'>We Can Still See Your Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My Dear Son,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it yesterday that your small hand nestled in Ours? We can still see your face as [Describe a Time in the Past of the Person Who Will Receive this Letter]. But time is a thief, stealing moments as you grew. We look now, and you are grown. How could that have happened when &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-myour-child/we-can-still-see-your-face/"&gt;[Read More... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-myour-child/we-can-still-see-your-face/"&gt;We Can Still See Your Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/love-to-myour-child/we-can-still-see-your-face/"&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-6871502277080474436?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/6871502277080474436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=6871502277080474436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6871502277080474436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/6871502277080474436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-can-still-see-your-face.html' title='We Can Still See Your Face'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-570835469605335780</id><published>2007-07-23T09:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:26:23.631+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pursuing New Love'/><title type='text'>All My Life I Needed You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when the thought of seeking someone to  love was at the bottom of my list. A solitary walk on the beach was more  attractive than being wrapped in a lover's arms. There just existed too many  complications in loving. I had no need to care for anyone other than  myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see how self-absorbed I was. I don't understand what &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/pursuing-new-love/all-my-life-i-needed-you/"&gt;[Read More... All My Life I Needed You]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-570835469605335780?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/570835469605335780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=570835469605335780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/570835469605335780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/570835469605335780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-my-life-i-needed-you.html' title='All My Life I Needed You'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-5998670633395266393</id><published>2007-07-20T15:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:28:21.069+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Admirer'/><title type='text'>All That I Need Is You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Dear ...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your  face by heart. Your image is embedded in my mind. Where do I define where you  begin and I end? You are in the inner most parts of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't  think I was the type to fall in love. There has been no other to &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/secret-admirer/all-that-i-need-is-you/"&gt;[Read More... All That I Need Is You]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-5998670633395266393?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/5998670633395266393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=5998670633395266393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5998670633395266393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/5998670633395266393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-that-i-need-is-you.html' title='All That I Need Is You'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-946867302439408297</id><published>2007-07-20T14:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:49:24.489+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Separated in Love'/><title type='text'>I Know That It Is Time For You To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know  it is time for you to go. Hold close to your heart the love that we have. Within  mine, I keep the memories of our time together. Your face is never far from my  mind, awakening desires that will be left unfulfilled until your  return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget you in your absence. I will remember &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/separated-in-love/i-know-that-it-is-time-for-you-to-go/"&gt;[Read More... I Know That It Is Time For You To Go]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-946867302439408297?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/946867302439408297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=946867302439408297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/946867302439408297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/946867302439408297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-that-it-is-time-for-you-to-go.html' title='I Know That It Is Time For You To Go'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2648977467549699847.post-209836686874977522</id><published>2007-07-20T10:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:52:01.488+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timeless Love'/><title type='text'>I Built Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  remember a time when I looked at the world through eyes blinded with tears. I  built walls then. Nothing, I thought, could penetrate my barriers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  you came through them. You showed me a different life; the importance of my  being, sharing emotions, and the giving of love. You made me think. You made me  face myself, face others, face you. You made me fall &lt;a href="http://loveletters.luntanglantung.com/timeless-love/i-built-walls/"&gt;[Read More... I Built Walls]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2648977467549699847-209836686874977522?l=ngegombal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/feeds/209836686874977522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2648977467549699847&amp;postID=209836686874977522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/209836686874977522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2648977467549699847/posts/default/209836686874977522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngegombal.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-built-walls.html' title='I Built Walls'/><author><name>Mister Pep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02269241947253944777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
