Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I have been trying to do this several times.At last I managed to think of something looking like truth.

I can't find the reason young men are afraid of me.Some of my friends say I am too serious.But I can't be like those girls who are loved almost by everyone but can't find out whom they really love.

As a result I made a conclusion I don't deserve to be loved.

Well,the only thing I can do is to realize I can change nothing.

And as to you-I mean I.M.-for me you are like a star in the sky-loved but unreachable.

You may think I love you only because of your being a famous journalist.But I know you are a wonderful person and I love you for this.

Spent all day trying to contact you.At last I decided to send you a letter.But I feel so sorry about this...

I can't find out what is happening to me-I don't know if I have love or even addiction to you.

I feel opposed to the whole fuckin world.