A Love Letter

The concept of the whole thing is inspired by our organization's Love Letter Writing Contest last month, the content is all original though.


Dear You,
First of all, let me tell that I miss you and that even you're right beside me I still miss you, 'cause I'm OA like that but you like it when I'm OA and I don't even know why.
I know you will not read this but I'm still hoping I am that ex girlfriend that you're talking about in your blog. Hoping- that's it, we're always hoping that things will work between us without even working in the first place.
Things have changed since that day that we chose to part ways.

I don't know what to call what I feel though, maybe it's love, maybe it isn't... Only time will tell. I miss you. :|

5 comments:

Felisa said...

Remember me? :)

Oh poo... that doesn't sound like fun. Hope you get to work things out with the ex...

Nice Salcedo said...

hope things will work out between you and your ex . . :)

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You Know Who said...

Dear YOU,

Why must you always chase what has long ago slipped from your grasp? Mistakes like those should never be ones to ponder on (nor cry over) because, believe it or not, they have been made, and sooner or later you'll realize that they're not as bad as you first thought them to be. The flame of old love has died but that of time (and, perhaps, us) continues to burn. Don't look back for you'll lose sight of what's ahead. Move forward.

At the other end of the road, there's someone who's been waiting for you to get there, where he (or she, does it matter?) has been longing for you to walk by so s/he can "accidentally" spill coffee on you, apologize for being such a klutz, offer to take you home, and let "Would you go out with me?" just happen to slip past his/her lips; And you can't help but smile and say "Yes" and wonder if happily-ever-afters really do spring from such cliché moments, because, deep down, you've just experienced the feeling only these cliché moments COULD give.

Keep walking. You'll get there.

Sincerely,
ME

P.S. It would help if you walked a bit faster. The Mocha-Caramel latte I bought is starting to get cold, DIN. ;)

**(BULGAR!!! Wahahaha! XD)