Dearest Griffin,
First, I am deeply very sorry for what I have done. I remember it so well, back then when we used to share our a month jokes and you asking me if I had gotten home or not. Somehow, things have gotten worse and worse as time passes by and i wish that it would just stop for a while so I could breathe out the thing that destroy me which is realising I loved you in the past. I know this sounds stupid but I love you. I suppose. I am still not sure yet but every time I look at you I want to punch myself in the face for letting you go. I actually tried to forget you and let you move on but if life is as easy as we expected, wouldn't it be funny? Isn't it funny how close we are to each other in just the count of steps but never a word falls out of our yet so closed lips? I guess what hold us back is pain, regret, and of course, prestige. Frankly, I want a second chance but if the chance is out of the window, I understand. I tried to tell myself that I am not falling for you but I keep on falling and falling and it makes me question even harder who is it that I love, you or my boyfriend. Sometimes I like to think of what we could have been if these things never happened but it only tortures me even bad. I hope when you're reading this, you will know how much regret that I am feeling right now and would like to talk to me again.
Sincerely, Arika.
I stop writing and put my pen down, staring at the blank white paper that is now filled with my unsaid words. I gaze out the window in front of me and rest it on the night sky before throwing back it again to the paper.
"This is stupid, I should have never written this," I sigh.
I rose from my seat and go downstairs to get some milk, afterwards I wash my face and brush my teeth before collapsing on my bed. I then slip under the blanket and close my eyes, drifting away to another sleepless night.
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Regrets
Romance"And in time, I will know who actually loves me as I learn what is love, pain and regret."
