Before retiring last night, i stumble a link that will give further clue about her and voila! there you are! Its really kinda weird how a person could be so different in another continent and time. I cannot belive this is the same person i kissed last night. Some bad snapshot? I've never seen him that hairy and here, he's almost clean shaven. She looked so meek and so loved, and yet here she almost didn't exist. I'm almost cracking my head but i resolved, enough for a while.

Usually i don't have to mind but i felt some boiling of jealousy. Some part of my gut says no, you can't. Nothing you ought to claim as a shadow who had the liberty to investigate but have no business to interfere on anything. I'm bombarded by what, why, questions on me.

He is not that here who is there. But how can i be so sure?
 
I concluded i have to weather this out myself and see what happens and things must be given a chance to let go. Let the clues forward the answer itself someday and it may take some time.

And I throw those accusation papers of jealousy and tossed them to the fire.