Dear November

Dear November,

By any means you name at all, of-course;

:: If I have very relatively been gentle, it is because of my mom.

:: If I have very relatively been man, it is because of my dad.

:: If I have very relatively been gentleman, it is because of my parents.

Counting days and nights, it has been 28 years and 11 days since I was born. My life these years have really been simple, too simple that it is so complicated to explain how simple it is. Did I write something that does make any sense to you at all? I don't care too much, really. Haha. I just like to point out the fact that my life is pretty simple.

Hey November, you know -
I look like my dad in ways. But not so many girlfriends as much as he had.

And I am like my mom in ways; very down to earth, like savings, like spending not too strongly, and respectful. Not quite there yet for maintaining stuff at home; but I am really trying to get there.

You have been sweet, November. I will have a hard time to let go of you at the end of the month as I love you so so much. You know you are the loveliest one of all 12. Please be more sweet if you ever can and tell my parents that I am very thankful to be their son.

I guess, I have not been quite Kyle enough right here. But, I will just stop writing now.

I love ya, November.

Always yours,
Kyle