Unrequited Love

50% [The End]

4 years later 

A man received a parcel, the brown tattered and taped box laid on his lonesome doorstep. Once opened he finds the remains of a stack of letters left in an un-stamped blank parcel that only bared a date which was dated over four years ago. 

All addressed to him; so he replies to them. 

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Dearest Sweetie,

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for not noticing you as soon as I should have. Because when I did, it was already too late. You were already taken by another. The feelings you had for me long gone into the abyss of heartbreaks. And now I'm left to regret the decisions I made in my younger years. 

Because I see you everyday when you enter the coffee shop of which I work in. That adoring smile, that flawless laugh that made me want to laugh also. The way you were always such a klutz and tried to discreetly hide the mess you created ... but I saw it.

 I would always laugh. You never failed to make me laugh, even when it was not intended for me.

Now I realize it was you all along that I needed. But I was too stupid and oblivious to realize it because now ... you're in love. However, not with me.

I guess, sweetie, that I realize now that I care for you. But you would never like me back after all the trouble I caused you. Especially also because you're happy. The happiest I've ever seen. 

I'm sorry that I couldn't share back those feelings then, but I couldn't say the same for now.  And now I hate those cliché rom-coms even more so than before because I feel their pain. I understand, it's hard, it really is ... the pain is just too much that it feels like I'm walking bare footed on endless shards of my broken heart. 

Because, now, sweetie, I'm confused.

And I feel like I'm stuck in the situation you were years ago. Admiring from afar, hoping to once again meet like before. 

It's funny isn't? How fate has a funny way of playing things. 

You're happy. I'm okay.

You're in love. So am I. 

But now I feel this one-sided love take it's toll on my heart because it's fucking painful.

And maybe this is karma for not noticing you when you were there. Because it seems as if I'm the one who is suffering the causes of unrequited love.

Love Always,

Darling

P.S. I threw a penny in that wishing well too. But instead of wishing for selfish needs I wished for something else. And I know I'm not supposed to say the wish but I'll rephrase it.

I wish you all the best with Vini. 

I really do.