“Hey, are you okay? You look tired” I said. I saw sadness beyond his dark-brown eyes. Yeah he’s tired, I thought. “I heard that you and Dad talked. So, how did it go?”, I said sweetly said and wrapped my hands unto his nape. Without answering, he looked away and took a heavy sigh. At that moment, I felt a strange feeling. I just hugged him tightly ‘cause I know, maybe, that this could be the last. Few weeks have passed after that day, I noticed that he’s getting more busier. At first, he was texting me twice a week, then it became once a week, until he stopped.
It hit me. Then I got tired. My thoughts blew like a wind and my heart is aching for attention. I broke up with him. Three years after, I received a letter from an unknown person. I was a reading a magazine called “The Bachelor” where he was the cover. My heart sank when I saw the smile plastered on his face. But I knew better, I know that he’s not happy at all. I can see through his eyes. The moment I held the envelope, my heart skipped a beat. The wind blew hard. The fallen leaves flew up into the sky along with the small birds. I hugged the envelope. A tear escaped my eye. I decided to open the envelope whole-heartedly and the message goes like this:
To my dearest Monica,
“It’s been three years, right? I hope I’m still the one. I hope there’s no one right now in your heart. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all the sadness I brought you. Remember that day? The day your dad and I talked? He said that I should let you go. That I will only bring you sadness. That I can’t even sustain your needs. That I am not perfect for you. So I worked hard. But little did I know, I’m losing you. I am losing the most important treasure, which is you. But I can’t forget what your dad said. So I continued working until I got this confidence to face you. Again, I’m sorry. I still love you.”
From the guy who loves you very much,
I didn’t know. But the moment I closed my eyes, I saw you smiling. I remembered it all. When I opened my eyes, I saw you standing in front of me holding a little red box. You’re crying as well as I do. You swept those tears.