immortal technique
"Nobody loves you more than me carino" is what the letter said. "By the time you get to read this, I'll probably be 
dead. But when you left in '97 a part of me went to Heaven. I thank God at least I got to know what love really was, but it hurt me, to see what true love really does. 'Cause even though we never made love, you were all that there was. It was because I loved you so much that I had to make you leave. You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to believe and then I slipped up, and I let you get close to me. It was hard to not be openly when people spoke to me, this was not the way I thought my life was supposed to be. Baby don't you see, I had a blood transfusion that left me with HIV. Hoped the end exists for me since late in 1993. I died a virgin, I wish I could've given myself to you. I cried in the hospital because there was no one else but you. Promise that you'll meet me in paradise inevitably. No matter what, I'll keep your love forever with me"
What happened for the rest of the day is still a blur. But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her. She was buried on August 3rd, the story ends without a sequel and now you know why Technique, don't fucking fall in love with people.
Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you. The one you love, not the person that'll simply have sex with you. Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond.
'Cause you never really know what you got, until it's gone
dead. But when you left in '97 a part of me went to Heaven. I thank God at least I got to know what love really was, but it hurt me, to see what true love really does. 'Cause even though we never made love, you were all that there was. It was because I loved you so much that I had to make you leave. You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to believe and then I slipped up, and I let you get close to me. It was hard to not be openly when people spoke to me, this was not the way I thought my life was supposed to be. Baby don't you see, I had a blood transfusion that left me with HIV. Hoped the end exists for me since late in 1993. I died a virgin, I wish I could've given myself to you. I cried in the hospital because there was no one else but you. Promise that you'll meet me in paradise inevitably. No matter what, I'll keep your love forever with me"
What happened for the rest of the day is still a blur. But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her. She was buried on August 3rd, the story ends without a sequel and now you know why Technique, don't fucking fall in love with people.
Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you. The one you love, not the person that'll simply have sex with you. Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond.
'Cause you never really know what you got, until it's gone