“The past cannot be changed, forgotten, edited or erased. It can only be accepted”
It’s a warm sunny day in the Philippines. It has always been like this here. I am finally back. It’s been years since I came back home. It’s been 5 years since I left. It’s been 5 years since we lost contact of each other. Well, I did it on purpose. I didn't tell anyone that I moved to Korea years ago, well, except for Heechul. I tell her everything.
I came back home because it was a friend’s wedding. She asked me to be a principal sponsor for her wedding and of course I couldn’t refuse. She told me about that after handing me the invitation. She had that kind of habit in her. Once, on her 18th birthday, she gave me the invitation the night before. I only knew that I was a part of her 18 treasures when I read the invitation. God, that girl is full of surprises.
So here I am today, in my old apartment. Nothing seems to have changed. It still looks like the way I’ve left it, only there were letters on the floor. I slowly picked each one up. There were about 100 letters, all coming from one person. Kris. My mind and heart was battling on whether I should throw the letters, burn it or read it. But then I thought maybe I should read what the letters say.
"hey,
I miss you. badly. I'm so sorry. please forgive me. I didn't mean to break your heart. come back home. it feels so lonely without you. please? i'm sorry.
Kris"
"baby,
I need you. it's been days since you've left. I lost track of time already. Life is meaningless without you. I feel like i've been in the dark.
Kris"
I stopped reading. I couldn’t take it. The pain was still there, lingering. It felt like I was opening healed wounds. I placed the letters on my side table and went to my room to unpack.
YOU ARE READING
Is there as happy ending for the two of us?
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