No escape from the Memories of You...
Dear JV,
How are you today? Do you remember our notebook? The one we used to have a conversation in
class without our teachers or classmates noticing, or where we write dreadful things about our most hated
classmates? I read it again and guess what, I didn't cry. I did it in my vacant period and I felt like a crazy
person laughing on my own, but the rest of the period was more on thinking of the 'what ifs' if you're still
here. I honestly was on the verged of tears but then the bell rang *saved*. It was now time for my english
class *my favorite time of the day* cause it's the busiest so I have no time from being lonely, but then our
teacher gave us a task: To write a letter of condolence (situation: Your best friend died, so you should write a
letter of condolence to his father) it's fine, it's easy anyway, but (added task:write a poem about moving on
from pain of losing someone) to lessen the father's burden. How can I write something like that for Crying out
Loud! How can I write something I don't even know? If I know how then I should have moved on. Good news
was it's by pair, bad news was that I was paired to a guy who doesn't care about anything. In other words I
have to make it on my own. I try to write a poem (I know it's not convincing cause I wasn't convinced myself).
I guess I've no escape form the memory of you, but I'm not telling you I hate it cause we have had a lot of
beautiful memories together. It's just that it's hard to accept that I can't reminisce it with you. I love you and
hope to see you in my dreams. Hope this time you'll not just smile, but also talk to me. I won't be afraid, I
promise.
Love,
Chocolate chip cookies
*Your favorite*
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