Dear stranger
I found you somewhere online.
Now I know your name and now I know how you look in daylight and darkness.
I know how you look really, and all those people by your side.
Yet I'm a little confused about the color of your eyes.
It appeared to be such a deep brown in all those pictures yet I remember it seeming golden.
I know I should be happy but I remember seeing this picture of you sitting next to a girl.
You were smiling so big, more than you were that day I saw you and it was her who was making you smile.
And I know it might just seem like words but I've decided that I'm going to let go of you.
Not because I don't know what else to do but also because if you were ever meant to be mine, then you'd be someday
And I'll wait.
Maybe a few days, weeks, I don't mind.
And I've decided that this shall be the last of my letters to you.
For now.
I'm gonna give my mind some space and I'm gonna let go of you.
I'll be writing to you someday when we collide again.
