29 Days Letter
The first day I wrote a letter, I tried to express my emotions in words. Saying things in a written language to let you know my feeling sounded like a good idea. So, I decided to send you one. But, I didn’t.
About three weeks after, I supposed to present you something as a reminder that I didn’t forget how long we had been together. I thought I should prove it to you. But, I didn’t.
Just two days ago, you told me how you were impressed by a story I once wrote to someone from the past. I realized that treating you the same romance was the next best thing to do. So, I planned to write you a better love story about us. But, I didn’t.
I didn’t send the first letter to you, because I wanted you to be my last.
I didn’t remember our anniversary, but until right now I never forget the moment when I met you for first time.
I didn’t write you a better love story about us, and the only reason was because I didn’t want to end it.
I’m not really comfortable to romantically show what’s inside my heart using words. I’m afraid it will lose the meaning, and you will end up misunderstood. I’m just a man who’s full of excuses and a little less than romantic, but stupid enough to write you a letter. This one you’re reading now is the unwritten letter I wrote for you on the first day. I send it to you now, 29 days later.
― the ignorance who cares