A Letter for him

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Here I am writing a letter to you. I hope you would spare your little time to read this letter of mine... I think that this is the only way for me to express my feelings towards you... so, here it goes...

                    That very day, when I first met you, you were calm, you were kind, and you became a friend of mine. We talked, we laughed and we even teased each other. But I guess happiness can come to an end. The moment you knew that I liked you more than a friend, you started to drift away like I was some creepy stranger. Who knew that our friendship would last for just about 4 months? We fought and spat dispiseful words at each other until we decided not to acknowledge each other's presence. To be honest, it hurts knowing that you'll never have the chance to be with him. I'm lying if I would say that I didn't cry because the truth was I cried. 

                         I then realized it's time for us to talk like normal people would do but then, I didn't have the guts to do so. I remained silent and didn't bother trying it again. It was for months when we didn't talked to each other. But then you chose not to stop so you told me those hurtful words I didn't want to enumerate right now. you actually said them without any care and doubt. It made me cry for I don't think how many times. you know why? It keeps on replaying in my head and that every time I think of it, a tear would literally slip down. I'm tired of crying but what can I do? I can't control my emotions even if I wanted to.  

                        From then, I promised not to bother you anymore. I was freaking tired of it. tired of having my eyes becoming blotchy, and that having to cover it up with a fake smile. But they weren't enough, I knew that this little facade would have to come to an end. After momentarily reflecting, It was then that I concluded: I was hurt because I have loved. and this feelings were rare because it was only you who made me feel them. As of what my friends have said, move on. Maybe it's hard but I should stop this foolishness and never expect too much.

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