Then I realized that love is not the problem here. I love you. You love me. I felt it and I hope you felt it too. It was glorious. We were happy. We almost made it. You told me we can make it but somewhere, something went wrong and now everything just went away. And now, I could see the pieces of my broken heart cluttered around me and I can't help but feel so sorry about everything that we could have been. I told myself that I will stop writing about you but I can never deny the fact that a part of me will always wait for you and I just can't let you go. Not like that. I am trying, you see. I am trying to be happy without you. I am trying to be so much better than what I think I am but then everything is not the same without you. I hope, somehow, you will still come back.

But of course everything is uncertain. I just hope that whatever your choice is, you would end up happy or if not completely happy, a little less lonely than how you are right now. I hope you won't regret anything. Just remember that whatever happens, I will always love you and that will never forget you.

Hi 3rd,

 I don't know any effective way to move on from you.

Is it cutting my hair into a certain length so that each time I look in the mirror, the girl that would be staring back at me won't look like the same girl who loved you so much? Is it spending every single night, trying so hard not to read our past conversations? Is it seeing every part of you in everything, every word, every gesture and every color from everyone and everywhere. I really don't know if I could really move on or let go of everything that we had and everything that we used to be and it is getting harder everyday.

I just don't know how to walk away from all the things that I think we could ever be. I don't know how to leave everything behind because there is still a little hope, that freaking hope that keeps me holding on to you even if it means I could be holding on to nothing. guess I am not yet ready for you to be part of my past, for me to be only a girl you used to love, for us to be something that is long gone. I just don't want to accept that things have ended already and that is the reason why I am in so much pain right now.

I miss you.

Always,

Morel

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