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Dear YN,
I don't want to write this because I don't want you to feel guilty by telling my feelings but still I am writing because I want to accept the reality atleast for once.
I am sitting at the Han river, getting reminded of the past because of those two kids playing, exactly like us, like you and me.
Remember, when we both were kids we used to make paper boats to make them race in this Han river.
Maybe you forgot, but I still remember because my mind is full of the moments I spent with you, it's full of the moments I think about you.
Does that mean it remembers each and every second of my life?
The first day, when I saw you coming in the class for the first time, I was just 13 years old, it felt like my surroundings were freezed and it was just you who was moving.
I want to thank our classteacher who made you sit with me because that's when you asked me for the syllabus and we talked for the first time.
You gave me a nickname too, you know I don't allow others to call me by that name.
Haha, the nickname. It's so cute, just like you.
We were just strangers then we became classmates, seatmates, friends and finally we are best friends.
I know, you always wonder why there is a Plumeria flower placed outside your door. Do you know who keeps it there everyday before you wake up and come out to walk in your garden?
Who else? It's me. Pabo.
Haven't you ever noticed the plumeria plant in my garden, I waters them everyday so that they don't die and I can keep them at your door.
Do you know one more reason why I do that?
Just because when you see the flower you smile after smelling it. And also because your room is visible from my garden, I can see you when you roams back and forth learning your school notes or listening to your favourite songs.
Your smile makes me happy. Yes, I am selfish, I do that so that I can start my day happily.
Beautiful. Aren't they?
But nothing is more beautiful than you.
Do you remember the day, when we were in high-school and you came to school very early.
Haha, that was the first time ever when you came before me. I was really shocked seeing you sobbing because I had never seen you weak before.
I wanted to confess my feelings to you before you told me the reason why you were crying.
