A Letter

You...

You think it's easy being me. Wearing this gilded mask of gold with a curved smile, showing off to everyone how great I am not being with you. But we are not in a masquerade anymore, and this mask is too heavy a burden to hide what I really want you to see. Still, my own pride would not let me stoop down to a level so low as yours: showing everyone that you are the one hurting and it is I that should take the step to close this chapter once and for all.

No. Not anymore. I've given you so many chances and not once did you even try to make it up to me. I have had it with your cold goodbyes and nonchalant conversations. This time, I don't care anymore.

I read somewhere that future happiness is far better than reminiscing old memories. I've wondered and looked back hundreds of times to those thoughts of you. My head is already so full of "what-could-have-beens" and I think I should let it rest now. Thinking of you won't make you come back. You're just a memory, a past persona, and I've held on to you long enough. I've said goodbye to my past and I welcome the new love and happiness that awaits me this year. I am looking forward to that.

How about you? I guess I shouldn't wonder anymore what will happen to you. You seem to be doing just fine and we'll keep it at that. I can't let my mind wander to your memories. I've already traded them for something greater, something a lot more worthit, and I don't have to shed my tears for it.

So let this be a goodbye. I've closed the chapter on my side. I've locked the door and gave the key to my keeper. I once said goodbye is never easy... somehow this seems to be the quickest one I've ever done yet. Farethee well...