Her Letter

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'Love is Sacrifice'

That, is a common definition of love.

So easy for them to say, but so hard for the others to do.

They just keep on saying it, because they don't even know.

I once asked myself, if I were in that position

In that position, will I choose to sacrifice or just keep the lies? And without doubts, I chose sacrifice.

But strange as it seems, I wish I didn't asked myself cause I know now, how it feels.

Did I chose to let go? Or did I just told the truth?

Read this letter, and you will find out.

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Dear Alex,

        Hello! Uhmm. I really don't know how to start this. I'm not good with words either in actions. But hey, do you still remember the first time we met? I hope, you haven't forgotten it. I still remember the day, it's the day we bumped at each other's way. It's the day where it all started, even myself, I didn't expect it. I was late for my 1st class in the morning, and even afraid for I know that my teacher is a terror. I ran as fast I could until, I bumped into someone. My books were scattered on the floor, my eye glasses fell. Unexpectedly, you picked my books and eye glasses. And you even helped me to stand up. I know that scene is so cliche, and even the next.

        When I stood up and raised my head, that's when I knew. When I look at you, I saw the most handsome man I've ever seen in my whole life. I was dumbfounded that time, I feel like I can't breathe. Until you spoke, you said "I'm sorry", then left. Me? I don't know how long I stayed there, for I'm just fascinated by you. When I arrived at the classroom, I got a free ceremony from my teacher and once again,  my classmates made me feel like I'm a clown.

        So I took my chair, then I noticed that there's someone sitting beside me. I only found out that it's you when you were called by the teacher. While you we're speaking in front, I can't help to look at you. I can feel my heart beats fast that time. Not because I'm staring at you but because you're staring at me too. We shared a glance, even just for an instance. I realized you're the one. And that day is the day where it all started.

        We became friends and the happiest thing eventually, we became lovers. Being your girlfriend is the most beautiful thing for me, here on earth. I'm so lucky. Remember the times that I always go tantrum because of the girls who are always around you? Who wouldn't? Who are you by the way? you're ONLY the captain of the basketball team, right? The famous one. Ahahaha (insert sarcasm). Then when I'm in the middle of speaking, you'll make me shut up using your lips, your kiss. You'll say afterwards that I don't need to be jealous cause I am and always be the girl you love.

        The way your hand shaked when you met my father? The way you randomly hug me from behind? The way you held my hand at school? Do you remember it all, huh? Cause me, I still do. Everytime I hear them say you're perfect, I can't help but to laugh. If they only knew that you suck at cooking, you're allergic to shrimps, you're not good at drawing, you snore when you sleeo, and even you're so bipolar. But still with those imperfections, I still love you.

        We have this love that can face any problems. Until that day came, when everything changed. In just those words, all of the things that we have and the things that I'm holding on to, were gone. And it's all because of me. They say I'm such a fool for letting you go, I'm stupid, a bitch who doesn't know his worth. Yeag, I agree. But do they know my reason? Did you bother to know my reason? No, right? You just jumped into conclusions. You got mad at me, you even cursed me and called me a bitch. And upon hearing them from you, broke my heart.

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