Letter 24

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#Almost

"I vow to fiercely love you in all forms, now and forever. I promise to never forget that this is a once in a lifetime love." -- The Vow, Kim Carpenter.

Dear Reader,

I wonder how would Jamie be doing now. I wanted to go home and check if she's okay but Dex had a point. She might need some time by herself.

Everyone had gone home. All of us were awkward and sad and didn't know what to do. I was standing on the balcony adjacent to his bedroom, waiting for Dexter to take me home. I saw him come to the balcony and stood beside me propping his elbows on the railing and looking at the city lights from a distance.

"What are you thinking?" He finally asks.

"Jamie?" He further asks.

Well yeah partly. But that was just a part of my thoughts. I was thinking about life as a whole. Jamie had never imagined that what happened today to have happened. To her, it was supposed to be the way she had imagined it. A cute relationship with George. Was that asking too much?

What if life isn't the way we thought it would be? What if our life totally contradicts our imagination? Then what is the point of clinging to our fadest hopes? Life is unfair with you at one point or the other with you, you just have to look at it and accept it. No matter what and how your life treats you. What if things I imagined don't turn out the way I wanted them to? What then?

"Sometimes I so wish I could read your mind.." He said.

Speaking my mind. I laughed.

"What? I'm damn serious. Sometimes I want to talk so much but then all of it couldn't be written down. I really wish you could talk..." He looked at me.

I felt a lump in my throat. Instead of looking back at him, I stared away, my eyes downcast and I tried really hard not to cry.

I wish too Dexter. My life would have been so much easier and so much better.

"You know things have not been going good these days. And with you, this feels I don't know bett- hey what happened?" I gulped blinking away my tears.

"Blossom I didn't mean to hurt you like this." He obviously didn't know what to say next.

"Please.. Umm.. Please be okay,coz I really don't know how to handle this situation." He confessed scratching his head.

That was cute. I smiled wiping away my tears.

"Better." He sighed.

Silence.

"Well I have to continue the confession game.. My turn. I have a confession to make. About- Bout something that's been happening between...us.."

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