Hey, it's me. This is gonna be my last letter before i definitely go.
Let's be honest, after (almost) 3 months we broke up, I still curious about your things.
About how's your day going without me, about the girl you're dating now, about your health, your mind, your heart, and everything's yours.
Honestly, I do really wanted to ask you about this; Do you ever worried about me?
But I don't have such a courage to ask you about that. Because I freakingly sure the answer is no.
Again, you're hurting me without doing nothing.
As always, you're hurting me.
Okay, I know. I know I'm not beautiful as you wish, I know I'm not good as you think, and I know I'm not the girl that you always wanted to be with.
And I'm so sorry for that.
For that night, the time we broke up, you're telling me that there's a better you. I know there's so many a better you. But fuck that better, I don't want better, I want you.
But right now I finally understand, I have to moved on, and find that "a better you".
A better you may made my day better than you've done.
A better you may made my happiness more cheerful than you've done.
A better you may made my heart beat faster than you've done
And, a better you may won't hurt me worser than you've done.
So, this is my last goodbye.
Wish you have a good life.
