This morning when i woke up, i asked myself, should i leave the letter under his sheets? should i? should i not? I took about an hour writing the letter to him last night. I did say that i wasnt gonna see him anymore since my last post. But, after much persuasion from him, i did see him again. I needed time to end it. I needed a good closure without him knowing that i ll never want to see him again. I need him to see the real me, not just a companion to talk to before we both head to our rooms to sleep. He knew i had feelings for him and he took advantage of it.
It was a long letter written on a blue piece of paper. I wrote it with my best handwriting. I told him that i had to go and that it s best if i left now. One funny thing that happened was, he was extremely nice to me this morning. He was extra sweet, it s as though he knew that something was going to happen. My heart was abit sore, still hesitating to leave the letter behind. I did after all because i knew it would be a disaster if i didnt end it today.
It rained this morning. It was difficult to get out of bed. It was all gloomy but i knew i had a mission to complete. To refill his bath soap which is empty but he still does not want to discard it as it was his ex who bought it. I refilled it as secretive as possible. He was changing when i went to his room to quickly leave the letter underneath the sheets. He would only read it tonight and i hope he ll be alright. i mean, he should be, since i m nothing to him. or am i something to him? yeah..just another friend.
as much as i wanted to give him a friendly hug when we said goodbye this morning, i found it hard. I even found it hard when he said, 'see u later'..meaning tonight, when i knew i wouldnt be coming home to him anymore. I did not reply but only said bye. I could not bring myself to look at him in the eyes. I opened the car door, walked straight to my car and off i went. i needed coffee...and yeah..went to the 7 11 that we both frequent and that shall be my last time there.
As i drove to work, i prayed. I was not sad. i was just...me. i m glad i did what i did this morning. My frens would have thought that i ve stopped seeing him. They would be boiling mad if they knew that i was still seeing him last week. But, they would be proud to know that i ve realised it myself that this has to stop.
People say i m stubborn. it s true. i have to work at my own pace. i usually work base on my instincts, which sometimes can be wrong. i knew i had to stop seeing him 2 weeks ago, but i just needed time to end it on my own. and today, i knew it was the right time. i m ready to let go and i hope i wont turn back and regret. There s nothing to savour. Nothing.
he didnt have to know now that i wouldnt be there for him tonight. he didnt have to know that i wouldnt be there listening to him speak about his ex tonight or the nights to come. he didnt have to know now. I ll let him have his day today. and i hope, i hope that he ll be a better man.
prob, this is not an ending, but a beginning of a new chapter in my life.
cheers to C. may he find his true one soon.
=)