Dearest, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I had to leave. I have tried to ice over our memory, to hate, anything to stop the pain of our loss. I have tried to tell myself you never meant that much, or that over time my heart left yours. The truth is that you are still in my soul, all those times you laughed, smiled, were irreverent and silly. I honestly don't know what kind of parting this is. Perhaps we will walk on diverging paths forever, onwards to new adventures. Perhaps we come back together after a time. All I know is that this pain is too much and parting is the only way to stem the emotional bleeding. Know that my door is always open, that I would still remember you, missing you, waiting for our destiny to unfold. I will savour each memory so strongly that it will almost live once more.

 

I realised, I haven't reply to your confession. And although it was too late, I wanted to say, Chaeyoungie, I love you too. I really do. If it's possible for you to forgive and wait for me, the next time we meet, I'll only love you for the rest of my life.

 

Your love,
Mina