𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 | ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ✓

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Dear no one,

I found the letter you gave me back then,

but I am still searching for you.

I recalled that day you were behaving so weirdly.

I think I should've confessed to you earlier,

but now I am regretting it.

I knew you felt the same but

there was something

which was holding me back

Don't you think if you

would've confessed to me

face to face, would it be magical?

That day I read your letter,

but you were already gone,

far away from my reach,

I cried while reading your letter.

You dumbo,

you never gave it a second thought that

how much it would've ached my heart,

to read your confession

but at the same time

not willing to believe that

we would never

see each other again.