February 23, 2015
Dear J,
this would be the last letter I will write to you.
and if you don't respond, then it means you really don't care anymore.
I will always be sorry for what I have done.
flashing lights in my mind
going back to the time
playing games in the street
kicking balls with my feet
there's a numb in my toes
standing close to the edge
there's a pile of my clothes
at the end of your bed
as I feel myself fall
make a joke of it all
I know you always tell me to 'keep my head up', 'be positive', and stuff; but with this situation, I don't think I can.
J, I miss you.
please, don't be like this.
please stop ignoring me.
please respond.
please.
can we go back to the way it was before?
can we be the J and S we were back then?
I don't know anymore.
thought we would never be separated.
I'm not ready to say our last goodbye.
I will never be ready for that.
and if that moment comes, I wouldn't say 'goodbye'.
because saying goodbye means going away; and going away means forgetting.
and I don't want to forget you just yet.
I don't want to let you go; and I don't want you to let me go.
I will never give up on you.
please.
we can work on this.
we can go back to way things used to be.
but after everything I have said; there is only one thing I need to say, and that is:
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I'm sorry for stealing your cupcake.
please forgive me,
S
