Chapter twenty-one: a quick trip down memory lane

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                I am now in college. I was cleaning out my things because I had a lot of things that I needed to throw when I came across a box. I slowly opened it and smiled. It was my memory box. I started to go through the contents. I started to cry. I opened a letter that was from Kris

(note: this is the letter he gave me)

June 25:

You made me think of women as treasure, its luster could only come nowhere but from within. You made me realize that not all women can go through thick and thin. That some can defy even the narrowest nest in a corner. That a woman like you could mean and say “forever”. You made me see that beauty is not only within the eyes of the beholder. You made me see that beauty is not beauty without the seer and the beholder. That not everything we see needs eyes. That most of the time we need to shut our eyes and open our heart’s ties. You made me realize that I am who I am now because I had that woman who has been there for long. But now it is a bit too late because I followed my mind, and not my heart. I regret leaving you, but let it echo as my repentance.

You’re the only woman who stayed from whatever words I say, from whatever ridicule I make. I hope you find a man who is man enough to say these words face to face and not just here.

I’ll love you, always.

This was the letter he gave to me after we broke up. Tears started to pour like rain as I was taken back to that day.

It was already after class. Kris and I stayed behind. Heechul and Sungmin left as soon as I stepped in front of Kris.

“what is it that you wanted to say to me?” I asked

“let’s break up.”

“you’re kidding right?” I felt hurt. I couldn’t breathe properly.

“I don’t love you anymore”

I started crying.

“that won’t work anymore. I don’t love you anymore and I never will!” he yelled at me and left the room. Slamming the door. I just stood there crying. It hurt so bad. The letter was given a week after we broke up by Jessica.

“isn’t it ironic that the only person who can make you really happy is the same person who makes you sad and lonely?”

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