Dear Kris,
The Soiree' Party the last night before brought a lot of memories to resurface. Memories such as when we were kids back then; laughing, playing, and talking as if nothing else in the world matters but us. . . Although, those days are gone, aren't they?
You have incidentally forgotten all about me, treating me as if I was a shadow. As if --As if, I was nothing more but ashes of your memories drifting in the wind. It's painful, Kris. The pain was evident, it was real and I didn't have to pinch myself to check if I was merely dreaming.
You forgot about me.
It was the plain old truth of childhood. I really have no idea why I have not seen this one little fact before when it stood out so well. But that wasn't what I only realized, Kris. I also realized that I simply used Tristan. I have dated him but only so that I can replace this undying longing for you.
It was selfish, wrong, and so immoral.
Maybe, just maybe, you are better off without me. But then again, you aren't better off with her again.
Sincerely, Sophie
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Sincerely Sophie
Short Story"I have always wanted to tell you this...and if given the chance...I will."
