Dear James,
I'm not happy that you left me. I thought those smiles were real. The memories that you shared with me. Damn, I thought you loved me. I'm such a fool that I fell in love with you and also, I believed everything that you said. You gave me the world. You brought the light when I'm in my dark room. Damn it. I remember when we were 18, we were still young and free. Those sweet and simple gestures that you gave me makes me feel so somber. I fell in love with you and I don't even know how, when and where.
Remember when we're young? In my 18th birthday? The gift that you sent me before you go; before you left and hurt me. I even wonder up 'till now, that why did you left me? And what more is, you left me hanging at my 18th birthday with your wonderful gift. You're such an amazing person my love.
Maybe I did loved you so much; so much and it's too much. Did I drown you with my love and care? Did I do so much? Did I sacrifice too much for you? Well then if yes, then I'm sorry! I'm sorry that I gave my 100 % to you and didn't even left something with myself.
I loved you James.
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Dear James
RandomCompilations of letters to inspire and relate us. 8:34 pm July 27, 2015