The Untold Letters

Paranoia

Dear ex,

I think I saw someone. And it was you. I don't know if I'm just paranoid but I really think it's you. Because there's a 99% of evidences that can prove that it's you. The perfume, the hands, the body built and the face. But I didn't stare at him because he might caught me and I could be wrong and that is one heck of an embarrasment. Imagine, me staring at the person beside me inside the jeepney. That would be a chaos. Anyway, it might be you but the height is quite different. He's (the guy beside me.) A little bit shorter than you. Yes, I'm that familiar to you.

But something caught my attention. When he got out if the jeepney I saw how he breath like he was holding it for a long time. It was kind of weird. That was the only thing that keeps me believing that my speculations might be right.

Let me tell you that the whole time we were inside that jeepney I could tell that I'm stiff. That I can't really move. I'm so conscious with my movements. And the familiarity is killin' me. Making me want to confront the guy. But I'm scared. As always.

If your curious why am I like this. Well, it's because I've been dreamin' of you for the last two days. It's like a sign that I will face you anytime soon. Or maybe in the deepest part of me, I'm missing you. Or maybe the other way around. I don't know. But it's quite scary because I'm being paranoid. Or worse it could turn into reality (even though I highly doubt it.). And I'm afraid to face it, yet. I know I will have to do it eventually but not this sooner. Can it be next year?

Paranoid forever,
Theia

P.S The perfume was somehow strong.
But don't worry your perfume is still on my most-loved perfume scent list.