Dear Almost Gone,
This is the last letter I shall ever write to you. It’s
time that I keep the memories of you sealed in boxes in the attic and let them
vanish in the sands of time.
I remember how you made me feel so unimportant. You treated me like I was Nothing but an Object. But you don’t belong to my memories anymore. The day has finally come when I can walk ahead and never look back at you. I don’t hate you; you are just insignificant. So much that you don’t even deserve my hatred anymore. There were times when you would sweep me off my feet and take me to the heavens above the ninth cloud where we shared our moments of happiness. I was just blinded with love. The Love wasn't wrong, the Person was; you were.
I remember how you made me feel so unimportant. You treated me like I was Nothing but an Object. But you don’t belong to my memories anymore. The day has finally come when I can walk ahead and never look back at you. I don’t hate you; you are just insignificant. So much that you don’t even deserve my hatred anymore. There were times when you would sweep me off my feet and take me to the heavens above the ninth cloud where we shared our moments of happiness. I was just blinded with love. The Love wasn't wrong, the Person was; you were.