The last song from the ‘Rainman Sessions’ is ‘Second Letter’. Same deal as before, it’s me with a toy guitar live under the rain. Filmed by Tomas Pich, edit by Tomas and myself.

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The last song from the ‘Rainman Sessions’ is ‘Second Letter’. Same deal as before, it’s me with a toy guitar live under the rain. Filmed by Tomas Pich, edit by Tomas and myself.
Go 👀 my bro @billy_mercury new visual directed by the homie @second_letter, its alot of talent in my city. O yeah the link is in @billy_mercury bio. #illgrammers #create #art #va #757 #billymercury #secondletter #hiphop
Dear Hae,
So this is still my 2nd letter to you haahahaha Happy New Year bb! I kept on seeing new pictures/videos and updates of you on instagram and twitter with some fans. That made me happy because even though you're still enlisted in the army and doing your training, you're still meeting with fans and interact with them if you have free time. Well, in that way, you won't really miss us so much, right? ㅋㅋ But even though I feel happy, I'm also feeling a bit different. Not sure if this is sadness or what but seeing those pics and vids made me think how lucky the other fans are to meet and get a selfie with you and talk to you. While me... just here, retweeting stuffs about you and missing you so bad. And there are also fans who get to say "saranghae" in front of you but here I am, expressing my love for you by tweeting you my i-miss-you's and i-love-you's or any random stuff (lol) or posting something about you or this, writing a letter for you. A letter that you can't even read.
But it's okay. I accept my situation and my reality. Because this is what God has planned for me (and for the both of us? Hahahahaha sounds like we're in a relationship LOL). And we don't know but maybe God has something great in stored for us, right? I mean, maybe God has planned that I'll meet you someday, or something like that, right? But just not now. I'm not creating false hopes for myself, because I believe that nothing is impossible with God :) sigh. Right now, I'm just holding onto God's plans for me, Hae.
In God's plan, I hope and I pray to meet you soon! I love you, oppa.
Sincerely, Ky.
dear James Franco, this is my second "letter/text post" to you... still hoping you reply to my first one because ily 5ever i still haven't got to see Palo Alto im dying to watch it i signed up for about a billion websites telling me that i would be able to watch it but lies of course anyway hit a homie up ily6ever xoxo
dear James Franco, this is my second "letter/text post" to you... still hoping you reply to my first one because ily 5ever i still haven't got to see Palo Alto im dying to watch it i signed up for about a billion websites telling me that i would be able to watch it but lies of course anyway hit a homie up ily6ever xoxo
Dear J, I'm writing a second letter for you and I don't know why. The conversation we had last night made me do this. I wish I should've just stayed at home and looked at my computer than stare at your face the whole night wondering why and how, how could you move forward and why am I still living in the past. I know you have someone you like, and I am also aware that you're happy now. And yet the selfish me wanted you to be miserable so I have a reason to be by your side. That has always been my role in your story, and I know I am the perfect one to play it. I'm always good at that. The sad part is I don't know how to stop and I don't know if I can still act. Please don't look at me that way again. Don't look at me when I'm smiling or laughing because I'm afraid you compare my smile to hers. Please don't ever talk to me how sweet she was because it's hard not to care. And please stop caring about me. I can do this. I can live a life without you because I was living it before our paths ever crossed. I am not bitter, I'm just a girl who is still in love and always been in love with the one she'll never have. Or so she thought. This life we have is uncertain, it may take us to different places and paths but I'm hoping that one day, when our ways will be bend- I hope your heart will shout my name and that all you would see is me.
Dear V,
It’s funny how I thought back then that you were my first love. Only recently, it had occurred to me that it was just infatuation. Yes, infatuation that lasted for more than four years and a half. When I saw you, I thought of the day we first met. We’re both young, fragile, awkward and incapable of this unknown feeling. I always crave for that day that you would come to like me, just as I do to you. And then it did, but at the wrong time. People were hurt. I was hurt. I was judged, broken and became an outcast. You told me you’ll teach me how to play the guitar, but you never did. You were swooned by a girl’s kiss. I wasn't mad at her for long instead I feel sorry for her because she’s gonna be dumped just like what you did to me. Days passed by and I learned how to live without your voice. I've realized that you didn't really like me, you just love the idea of me being yours. The last time I saw you, I was receiving an award on stage. I’m searching some happiness in your eyes but there’s none. That’s the last time I saw you, that’s the last time I see you smile, cry and laugh. The closing of the curtains of high school marked the end of us. I want to see you now, after three years. I want to see if you've grown up.
Second Letter!
Got my second letter today.. Opened it up at work, instant tears. Happy tears this time.
It was so funny because all day there had been signs. Songs on the radio, t.v. shows with your whole name in it (first and last), posts on tumblr that included your nickname for me (Vicky/Victoria/Vickasauras)..
Today was a good day. I miss you so much, but I know you miss me too, and for now, that's enough.
I love you, Walt.