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Dear Wan Wan,

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Dear Wan Wan,

I am moving to New York.

The sound of my nightmare. This is what I heard in my dream tonight, waking me up and here I am writing again.

I remember that afternoon when you dropped the bomb on me. I just stared into your sparkling blue eyes which somehow seemed dark and dull.

‘Why?’ I had asked. And somewhere inside I already what you were gonna tell me.

You said that it was because your dad wanted you to. Your mom just left you guys with a bunch of hurtful memories in your mind and heart.

Your dad wanted a fresh start. Free from the memories of your mom.

Free from this place.

Free from me.

It was a decision you knew nothing of because I was the first one to know.

I wasn’t even proud of that.

He didn’t care about our friendship, our bond. You did but couldn’t do anything.

Honestly, I don’t blame you.

Because one day or another I would’ve done the same.

The only difference was I wanted to stay in touch but you weren’t allowed to.

I don’t even know if this email account exists.

I wanted to tell you how I feel about you but somehow I got tongue-tied.

I didn’t even say good-bye.

Neither did you.

All you said was-

See you soon.

Yours,
Snowflake.


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