Dearest James,
Today, I was doing my daily routine in jogging along the park when fate decided to play with us early in the morning.
Guess who I saw? You.
But you're not alone. You're with my bestfriend. My girl bestfriend. Lucy.
Why are you with her? Why are your arms circling her waist? Why are you laughing with her? Why are you smiling at her? Why did you kissed her when you saw me? But, did you really saw me?
You're too busy with her. You're too busy in your very own world. You're too busy to give a dämn if I am hurting already.
When I saw your lips locked with her, I can feel my world crashing down. I felt that I was stabbed a million times in my chest and in my back.
But there's nothing else I could do besides looking away. But I can't look away. You're like a gravity which keeps on pulling me towards you. And I can't fight against this pull of gravity.
I looked at the both of you from afar. I looked at the both of you wishing that if only I can turn back the time, I'll do my best to keep you here in my arms.
Love, Roan.
