"Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Oh my god! Is this for real?"
"Yes it is."
"But..."
"I love you and not her."
"Yes!"
"Thank you.......Samara."
Woah! Hold on. What was that? Samara? I was proposing her?
FUCK! This just cannot be the truth. How can I even talk to a girl like her? A total bitch. And moreover I loved Emily. Then how is this even possible?!
I went into the washroom to wash my face. The thoughts about my past were killing me. I had to know the truth.
I should call Sa.....
DING DONG
Emily!
I rushed downstairs to get my letter from Peter.
"Good morning sir!"
"Good morning to you too Peter."
"Your letter sir. Have a nice day."
"You too."
He walked away and I came inside to read my letter.
Dear Stranger,
How are you? I am doing fine here just missing you a lot. September is here and the trees have slowly began to shed their leaves. The fall reminds me so much of you; us.
Remember the time when we used to go out for walks and the trees would continuously shower their leaves on us? How beautiful that used to be! The fall is the best season of Florida. Yeah, Florida. Remember we did live here for a few days when you were looking for a job? Anyways, it's time for all the events - Night of Joy, Halloween, witnessing the falling leaves and living in the cool atmosphere. But all these things lose their colors if I don't get to see them with you.
This is the month when we used to meet every night in a park and lie down on the cool grass to see the stars above us. We would lie down there, side by side, entwine our hands together and stay silently. Stars have always fascinated me but seeing them with you made them even beautiful.
But at one place where September is one of the reasons I smile so often, it also holds the reason of my biggest pain. This month has not only seen me smiling with you but has also seen me at my worst without you. This is the month when you left me. This is the month when life took you away from me. This is the month which I love the most and yet hate the most.
But you can't blame a month for your faults can you?
I love you.
Take care.
Yours
Emily
Oh September! Could you please tell me my story?
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