I was browsing through my files today, and I found a file titled 'Unwritten Letter' that I wrote for my health class. Okay maybe you could call it 'Unsent Letter' :) I don't remember anything that I wrote and I don't want to know what I wrote. For the sake of embracing my past I'd like to share this with you guys. But remember this is like a year ago and I was heart broken and yes I was badly hurt. P.S: It's written in white. You know what to do. :P
Hi ,
It’s been a while since we talked. There are so many things that I wanted you to know and ask. Since the last day you called me and we end up fighting, what’s that all about? I’m not sure why. We never had a chance to talk about it and I never had the chance to speak for myself. Well, actually it was you who throw away that chance. It was you who decided for us to be like this. We only know each other for a few days and we never had the chance to get to know each other better. In that few days you showed that you loved me and said that you love me. You wrote me a song; you sang it to me, you always call me to check up on me when I didn’t text you. You made everything perfect. You made me feel special; feel that I’m lucky to have you in my life.
All the sudden, everything changes, you just leave me hanging on your words, your memories and your song. You started avoiding me. For one week I patiently wait and give you time for you to think. That day when we talk about our problem, I don’t understand when you said, “I’m not leaving you because I don’t love you.” you also said that we are “always friends,” but on that same day you still acting weird and you treat me as we didn’t know each other, like I’m a stranger to you. We didn’t talked like we used to and obviously you are avoiding me. It’s like there’s no point we talk about it that night. Even thought you know my view on guys and relationship. You made me opened my heart for you, and then you left me. I know that you are not ready for a relationship, so am I. I just want us to be friends.
Then two months passed by, out of nowhere you invited me to come to Nashville for my spring break so that we can hang out. You’re acting weird those two months. I don’t know what game you’re playing. You didn’t even come and visit me for your spring break and you expect that I would come. I don’t know what exactly that you want. Why do you act like this? Just so you know, I’m doing great now and you don't owe me any explanation. I also don’t need you to be my stressor. I wish we never had known each other. Take care of your self.
Sincerely,
Syairah Kamaruddin
He was like a ghost; haunting me when I'm weak and fragile and vulnerable
and have no strength to fight back and wayyyy so into him.
I can guarantee you that won't happen again. At least before I'm married.
But, it's all good. I'm OVER IT!
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