About Me And You (Editing)

Fifth Letter: The End

 November 7, 2013

"Illusion never changed

Into something real"

I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn"

Vincent,

  It's been more than a month since I last wrote you, since I told you about my feelings and you never replied. I know I said it was okay if you didn't it, but deep down I had hope that you felt the same, that you'd see my message and in the next Monday, in the school, you would be crazy looking for me, so you could tell me that in person and despite our shyness, we would be able to tell each other how we felt and maybe, just maybe, start something. Crazy, right? But that never happened. All those moments I dreamed, wrote poems about, it couldn't be just an invention of my head, could? But I guess it was and it hurts.

  At least, it did for almost four weeks. In the first days, after my illusions didn't come to life, embarrassment took over me. I couldn't even picture how I would face you and when I did, I was without my glasses so didn't quite see you; I guess it was something good then. As the days passed, I noticed that besides my tentative to avoid you, you weren't present anymore. You disappeared from that bench and I had a mix of feelings about it. Part of me wanted desperately to see you, especially after the holiday, just have a glimpse of you, like I always did, but the other me wanted to never, ever lose myself in your eyes again. It was a struggle at first, my dreams with you went on and I spend a significant amount of time thinking of you. Not been delusional, finally, but thinking what the hell I saw in you. Besides that, my school extra classes was arranged to match your breaks, but the second option was fully accepted after I changed my schedule. Just one time we met unexpected at night, I had a feeling and you were in the same class, like I had wished the whole year and got me distracted during all of it. In the end, we should have waited together for our parents, but I escaped, it wasn't the right time yet. Time went by and I had my confused moments changing between crying over you and laughing at stupid things. Until last week, when I made my decision after hearing some things that you did with my friend. Regret took over me and now I am fully aware that I have no clue about whom you are. I don't know you, never did and never will. You are just a former classmate and I can finally treat like one. So in the day when I saw in the bench, no emotion was involved. Just emptiness. And, for now on, it will stay like that.

  Four hundred days, Vincent, it was the amount of time that I spend thinking of you. But after telling you and getting nothing as an answer, I wake up. And, I have no desire to fall sleep again. So consider this a period in our story, a story written mostly by me, but still one. This is the end. This is a goodbye.

  Have a nice life.

  Kate

A.N: Yes, About Me and You is finally over. Vincent is not a part of my life anymore. But if he does appear (somehow) it won't be important as before. He should have never gotten that importance, but you can't change the past, right?

Kate logging off.

P.S: Music above is: Torn - Natalie Imbruglia (Glee Cast Version)