to someone i thought i knew

Dear stranger,

            For the longest time, I’ve been trying to write you letters, well, more of poems actually. And now I am writing to you again. But this time, I have no more reservations, I am no longer afraid because you already know the truth. I don’t know if telling you that was actually a good decision. But it proved to be good for me. It helped in a lot of ways but somehow, there’s a part of me which longs for what have been. I know that the moment i decided to tell you, things will eventually change. And I am the kind of person who easily gets bored with stuff. You may not know it but I easily lose interest in things. But not with you. And change is an irony between us.

            The past few days i’ve been wanting to go near those places again where i could see you. I am actually good at making excuses. I am. So, i try to stay around, even for a while giving the lousiest excuses i’ve invented. But i know i shouldn’t anymore. Although i want to live in peace, i know you’ll keep haunting me with those nights and drinks we had. Damn.

            Everything i did was mostly because of you. I wanted to make every moment last. I wanted to extend every second of the day so we could spend more time together. But, as i’ve heard and actually seen, i can only assume that you’ve found another company. Well, as you know, i am also good at assuming.

            Now, i keep on running away from you. I think i should. I should. I should stop. You’ve had too much of me but i never had you. And now everyday i am reminded of that. But this is going nowhere. We are going nowhere so I might as well stop.

            I don’t want to lose our friendship but i think i no longer need that. Let’s not be friends anymore.

P.S. i miss you.

~ Another Stranger

*September 5, 2011 (1:18am)