Take care Rosy!

Birthday Letter.

Months passed soon again.

My birthday was arriving and I remembered she had once told me that she would say something important or special for my birthday. And now, I thought I wouldn't miss a chance to ask her.

I couldn't sleep at night thinking about her.

It was my 18th Birthday now! Happy Birthday to me.

Early morning I was expecting her to come, but there was no sign of her.
I looked their home from my window, it was all dark.
I called her up, there was no line.

I cried, I told my mom everything about what had happened.
She went straight to the drawer and handed me a letter addressed for me.

The letter reads as,

Dear Jac,

I have been waiting for so many months and years to tell you this, but could never speak a word to you because I didn't want you to get hurt.  But as you see, you are old enough to understand what life is about, I am writing this to you.

By the time you are reading this I would not be with you again but promised me one thing, for all those gifts we had exchanged and all those books we shared you were  always writing things about me and you never failed to impressed me with your works.
Here is a Birthday gift, a Book.
I hope you would promised to write for  forget me. One day, I will be back to read all of them.

The truth is, ever since we were kids you showed me love and what it is like to have someone by your side, I never had fear when we were together.
Slowly years passed, we are still together.

But, I knew that if I we spend our days together more, I couldn't live without you.

When we were kids, we used to write what we wished to be.

I had to go to fullfill my dreams too.

My dream is to become an Astronaut and I can't live here to be. I hope you don't hate me for going and it's okay even if you hate me, but I'm doing this for good.

If I had told you before, you would not let me go and our small wish boxes wouldn't be fullfilled. So I am telling you now.

That night after our results declared, we spend the night watching and counting stars, that was my favourite.

Take a good care of yourself.

Loving you,

Rosy

I broke into tears, my mother comforted me she layed me on her lap.

I told my mom, "She's gone."

My mom pleaded me never to forget what I had promised.

Months-Years, I still keep on writing about her.

I tried contacting her as many times but couldn't. I've lost someone I loved the most. But, I don't think it will go in vain.

Everynight I still think about her, watching the skies at night.
When I see a shooting stars or a rocket I would remember that night.
I would write for her everyday and still write my love for her.

I would wave at the stars above hoping she could see me from a far.

As promised I wrote about her and maybe someday she would come reading it too.

Later, I found out Rosy wasn't her real name. That was the reason I couldn't get a contact with her.

But, she is still the Rosy whom I had my first kiss.