Hi.
Your last email to me was a bit of a shock to me. I don’t know what got into
you that made you send it, but what’s been done cannot be undone. After reading
your email, this is what I have to say to you.
As much
as I, too, missed the days when our love seemed to be everything we cared
about, I have to act as the responsible one right now and say that I don’t think
now is the right time for us to get back together. I’m not denying anything
about the past, whatever feelings I’ve had for you back then was true and I
will not deny that. However, don’t you think that you are rushing into
this? I know you are still grieving over
your late wife. Maybe loneliness got the best of you, and maybe you think that
I’m someone who can take the pain away. I’m sorry, but things just don’t work
that way.
We were
young and crazy back then, things are not the same anymore, after 25 years of
separation. What do you know about me, except for my name, my age and my
occupation? You don’t know anything about me, and neither do I know anything
about the present you. 25 years of separation has created a distance between
us. We are literally strangers now, but the only thing that binds us together
is the past love we’ve had together. However, even that just seemed like a
vague memory.
Honestly,
I felt angry when I received your email. I can’t believe after 25 years of
separation, of not keeping in touch at all, you’d still have the nerve to come
crawling back and asking me to “continue back what we have stopped before”. You
have no idea the pain I went through during the first few weeks after the break
up. Should I remind you again that, you were the one who left. You left me without saying anything, you
disappeared from my life, just like that. You’ve betrayed my trust, and how can
I know that I can trust you now?
I hope
you can understand my situation right now. We’ve
grown up and I’m sure you know the world isn’t as colorful as it seemed back
then. We have our own responsibilities, our own lives to live. Time has created
a gap between us, and I’m sorry to say that even after 25 years, the scar is
still there in my heart. I hope you’ll understand, I’m sorry.
From,
Irma.
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