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Dear, Elliot ( A Prose Collection)

Dear, Elliot ( A Prose Collection)

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Dear Elliot, This is one of the letters I wrote about you that I would like to send but hesitated. Because you might not feel the same way. However, I have a lot of trust in my words that I could move your heart. Change the heartbeat of it to meet mine. But somehow, my words of love are not enough to bring us together right now. Because this is going to be untold. Though actions speak louder than words. But actions with the absence of words could confuse things. And as of now, we couldn't bring words to clear confusions. We don't have a lot of courage to tell our deepest emotions. Because we are both afraid of something that might vanish like a thin air if it will happen and lose in the process. Someday, destiny will decide for both of us. Yours, Nica.
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Shock. Once the shock wore off, I was confused. Then angry. You made me so angry because I felt betrayed by your choice. Your choice to leave me, leave me all alone in this dark world. I felt so angry and betrayed by your choice to desert me when you were all I had. Then I accepted the fact that you were no longer here because that's just how it was and how it had to be. I had to learn to accept the fact that life was now me without you and that was a damn hard pill to swallow.

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