Hi, Miss I.A,
I finally graduated high school, for some reason, during the ceremony i felt like crying.
The graduation ceremony was held inside the church that our school was affiliated to. And while it was happening, i just sat there not listening to the priest and teachers.
I was looking at the altar and was remembering everything that happened for the past 16 years of my life.
and it hit me like a big rock was just thrown at me, my high school life just ended.
i made friends and finally opened up to people. I've decided on what to pursue, what career to take and fulfill the dreams i have.
in order to do this, i have to leave, the town. although it is kind of hard to leave, i have to move forward.
Along that moving forward thing... I.A, i am told many times by the people around me, from my best friends... that I have to let go of the memories i had of you.
i understood what they were trying to say, i am too tied to my past, and that i am driven by anger, of regrets and of you too. you might think that i am obsessing over you, maybe i am, or maybe not. honestly, i don't really know. all i know is... letters to you, every year, made me at least, lessen the burden, the pain.
you were my savior, my light. this is, yeah i know, corny? but that's how i truly see you.
you don't know how, my life is, and you were the reason why i'm still here wanting to keep going on cause i'm still, maybe, hoping that someday, i will be man enough to stand in front of you, and tell you that i finally have the courage to face you, and i wanted to do that after i finally proved myself, and that people finally will acknowledge me for who i am.
right now, i am in front of the town's church, writing this. Every Saturday, i ride my bike, come here, for i know that you were here, hoping to see a glimpse of you, although in the end, there's not a trace of you.
I am here today, because i know that i won't be able to see more of you, of this town, and maybe, i might forget how this place looks like, how YOU look like, the people of this town may not even recognize me by the time i have the chance to come back...
I am leaving... i will tell you how i truly feel. I don't want to leave. I wanted to see you. i felt like like crying.
I'm doing the right thing... right? tell me i'm doing the right thing. This is for my future...
I.A, I really fell in love with you, deeply.
I hope someday...
well, this your day, i don't want to steal the spot light by being too emotional...
Happy birthday,
theboywhoadmiresyou,
S.G
