Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Letter Number 7: To the stranger.

I wrote this for you, and only you. Anyone else who chance upon this letter may think they understand, but they don't. You alone can fully fathom the words I'll be trailing this letter.

I looked back on our memories today. But wait, was it actual memories? We were never together but it felt too real for me. Looking back, I meant, was rereading the exchange mails we had for each other - how we have turned from a simple bystander to a now precious confidant.

It's funny how I've acquired a new ability of associating a person with other things, particularly you. How I remember you every time I see Tom and Summer together, even if I never really liked the movie that much. How I would look at the night sky and see something I never noticed before. You have always fascinated the moon and the stars that I developed a sudden enchantment in them as well.

At times I feel like it's unfair I never met you before - back when you were just a few distance away from where I am. And back when you have no exigency of sailing farther from me. But then I always arrive to a realization that there couldn't be a more perfect moment for us than now. I believe our heartbreaks ironically molded us into better persons for each other, and had I met you before that, you wouldn't have the warm-hearted princess that you now know. More so, perhaps our failed relationships were just a great rehearsal for a subsequent relationship in the future.

I know you think of me as someone who have taken you out from your misery. Someone who gave you endless advice. Someone who devoted time and effort in listening to your heartaches and rants about the mistakes you had in the past. But you should know, in your own way you made me see the possibility of moving forward in life no matter how terrible the grief. Because of you, I had the strength to go on. 

In a few days, we are to meet each other. And after that, who knows when we will cross paths again. It fears me to lose something I never really had in the first place. But if this never works out, I want you to know that I find myself thankful that you came into my life for even a short period of time.You have awakened my heart from a deep slumber, and I am forever grateful for the rare opportunity of being on cloud nine once again.

I am embracing what we have now, Nathan. Screw the circumstances, the possibilities of another heartbreak. Forget the past and just be with me in the present. For a moment I don't want to think of what lies ahead and please let that be. If I could just sit beside you and watch cheesy or crappy movies with you, I'd be perfectly blissful. Because there's really nothing I long for but your presence. 

I read a Chinese idiom that says "one day, three autumns," which means that when you miss someone, twenty-four hours can feel like a thousand and ninety-five days. And that's exactly how I am feeling right now. I miss your laugh, your voice. You.



Sincerely yours,
Cinderella

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