“Yet still, I remembered. How could I forget so intensely a young and hurtful love? How could I ever forget- for one moment- the terrible consequences of that remembered joy? – Bea C. Pilotin

“I love you beyond everything else. I can honestly tell before God that I love you as truly and as deeply as I am, capable of loving as a man and as a human being.

Loving you has been the fulfillment of my life. Before I met you, I ignored ambition. I was drifting from day to day until you came along and changed the trend of my life. You inspired me and gave me the confidence I sorely needed.

I know that I will never be able to forget you. Our memories together will forever haunt me for the rest of my lifetime.

I can’t thank you enough for sharing  few wonderful years with me and for bringing me happiness beyond my wildest dreams. I couldn’t ask for more. I had no idea that I was my classmates’ envy whenever you kiss me and stand by me in public. They all turned green whenever you hand me a cup of coffee that you, yourself prepared.

How much do you mean to me? It is immeasurable.

I may have taken you for granted at times but I never love you less than the first time I saw you. You are God’s gift to me and I never regretted a single moment of my life, because of you.

Now that everything is in the open. You said, you no longer love me and wished to be released from our relationship. I remember seeing a young boy’s face watching a house of card he had painstakingly built. Card upon card come tumbling down. I tried then to guess what he felt when the house of cards came crashing down. I think I know now.

Your letter is right here on my study table. I have read it just now. Just a few inches away, a fragile ten-inch tall and yellow ceramic rose, complete with plastic fern leaves that held modesty in a papier-mâché covered wine bottle. The minimal inscription that came with it was all too familiar! “To my one and only love.” I would like to tell you million things, but sadly, it would not matter much now. So please, let me just tell…I LOVE YOU, Goodbye!

I read it over a second time, and then a third. The letter was written on a piece of paper, fast fading after all these years, as rigid as the old autumn leaves during winter days. I folded and I tried to shut my eyes off after that. I couldn’t. I tried to recall the contents of my letter I gave him long, long time ago… “I don’t love you anymore. I am going to move on with my life as best as I can. One day, we’ll look back on this and say, it was all for the best.”