To The Left Unseen, Niam

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Dear Niam,


It is I, Kara, who pens this missive. The first time I felt the stirrings of affection for you was upon witnessing your performance upon the stage, where you played your instrument with unparalleled skill and passion. The intensity within your eyes was both fiery and awe-inspiring.


Our second encounter was fated to occur at the competition, an event that filled me with pride merely to stand in your proximity. You possess an air of indifference, a nonchalance that has ever left me in wonderment—how do you manage to maintain such an attitude?

Our third meeting saw you become a figure I felt compelled to pursue. My desire to make a name for myself, to chase after you, has kept my spirit alight and my ego burning with fervor.


By our fourth encounter, amidst much debate, I came to understand that you were heartbroken. We found ourselves caught betwixt the realms of friendship and something more. Niam, my love for you remains steadfast, whether as the best of friends or as one whom I admire profoundly.

You are still the same—unbothered and living your life to the fullest—qualities I have yet to master.


Upon our fifth fate-driven meeting, I sought to catch my breath, yet circumstances were unkind. You continued with your life, now alongside another, a woman you deem best suited for you. Meanwhile, I sat alone, grappling with the task of erasing my feelings for you. You have painted my nights, my days, and the empty spaces within my heart.


May I pose a question? Have I ever crossed your thoughts?


I recall vividly when you told me to avoid bad boys and seek a good man, while the good men, it seems, pursued women of questionable "repute". Where, then, do I find my place in this world? It is a paradox, yet I have come to understand that the women of seemingly questionable repute possess a keen awareness of their own worth. This is a lesson I am now determined to learn and embody.


Our sixth and final meeting revealed that you are to be wed, and soon you shall welcome a daughter into your life. She is a blank canvas, awaiting to be filled with love and care. I have made peace with this, yet the depth of my love for you remains unchanged. I would never wish for you to falter. We are adults now, destined to learn from the experiences that life grants us, moments that come but once in a lifetime.


When I confessed my feelings to you previously, you responded with a simple "thank you." It was a closure of sorts for me—a silent farewell.Yours faithfully,Kara

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