To Z,

I thought that people won’t change, because I didn’t. My feelings for you is still the same even after almost a decade. Even after you abandoned me. Even after you came back to me and we had an almost relationship, and you left again.

It took a near death experience for me to finally accept that people do change, because you did. You were the brown eyed boy that fell in love with me because I was once the most amazing girl you’ve known. 9 years forward, I still remember the day you asked if it was okay for you to call me ‘love’. It felt like a fairytale, because you were the person that I wasn’t expecting to walk into love with.

We grew up together in this small town, aging through our childhood to teenage years, met again when we were figuring out how to be adults, and now you’ve got your dream job. I was so happy that I got to be in all these phases with you. I still am. It’s just that the happiness stings my heart with your betrayal. At 14, 21 and 23, I loved you with everything that I had.

I’m sorry, for choosing myself at the end. I had to, because you chose her. Take care.