Dear You

Chapter Thirty

I knew I had a lot of dreams about you, nevertheless you never showed up to me, when I first went to your homeland.

I was dreaming, after all.

I don't want to write it here, since like what I have said, I have fallen out of love.

Thank you so much for the one year you gave to me, my love; my dear charming prince: Thank you so much, for showing up, even though I was not even asking for it. Maybe we had a mutual feeling towards one another, but realistically, it was the two of us being simply put, complete strangers.

I did the effort to learn where you came from, your origins, your heritage. Nonetheless, I might have been asked this question: Will you ever choose your so-called second home, or that man?

I cannot answer back.

That way, you were no longer the man I wanted.

This open letter towards you will end right here.

I made the effort to reach you, but that only happened when I learned, you viewed me. I was so happy, like I'm in Cloud 9, but...

Was it enough for me?

Should I still push forward, still?

It wasn't until I have to tell everyone that I have celebrated the first anniversary of the day we met. Still, nothing happened.

You still remain a mystery to me, until today.

That would be all.