Dear Reader,

Tomorrow will be a month since I've restrained myself from speaking to the other. You do understand what I mean by other yes? I'm sorry but once again I can't explain that at all. It must seem a bit pathetic that I'm counting the days, but truthfully I'm not. I just happen to know that the last time we've spoke was the 12th. That's all... and I guess it's better like this. Instead of hurting each other, it's alright to... I guess - move on with unhealed wounds?

I know that for most of you, not having closure is never a good thing. Well, I'm generalizing when I say most of you - but anyway, I guess right now, I just keep thinking, "What is there left to say really?" So what's the point of closure when really... yeah...

Yet, at the same time, I have to admit - of course there are a lot of things that I wanna say out loud... but I don't want to think about it. I don't want to form my thoughts into words. Not now. This will always hurt, but heck, best thing I can do is just to forget that pain right?

When I think of it... It's kinda sad that by the age of 17, this is what my life has turned into. It shouldn't have happened this way - Don't you think so? I should have pass through the last couple of years, just smiling and wondering and realizing - no I'm not interested. I should have fallen in love at a later age. With the right person soon. Maybe he'd break my heart and then I'll meet someone else after that - just feeling confuse and not wanting to fall again... but for some reason I would - because... I don't know...

Before, it was like... Fall in love with me. We were suppose to meet so long ago. We're way behind... but it was foolish of me to think like that, wasn't it?

It doesn't matter now.

This will just past.

Yours Truly,
Me.