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Dear Wan Wan,

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Dear Wan Wan,

I am writing this again. I just can’t stay away from anything remotely related to you.

I can never let you go.

Unlike your mom.

When I finally gathered up all the courage to tell you that we were gonna drift apart, I couldn’t do it.

Because you were on your porch, at the exact same spot as 15 years back. The only difference was you were grinning back then, this time you were crying.

I saw you crying for the very first time.

The minute I sat beside you, you put your head in my lap, making my jeans wet by your incessant tears.

Did you know how much that hurt?

I guess I now know how you felt when I cried.

Your first question was, ‘why does it hurt so much?

I had no idea what had happened but I knew one thing, my cheeks were getting wet as well.

You said, ‘I knew this was gonna happen. I knew they were gonna get a divorce one day, but still, it hurts Snowflake. It hurts so much.

I could not tell you. You were already hurt, I could not break you.

Instead, I begged mom to stay for a few days more. She agreed but just for two days.

Never knew those days were gonna be the last ones for us.

Yours,
Snowflake.


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