Together Forever

My dear friend,

I hope you do not find this letter. I hope it may get lost among the piles of other letters you receive. I hope you will pretend it doesn't exist even if you see it. I hope that what I say here may never reach you because when it does, I will end up in the loop of lost memories and emotions. And I do not want that.

I remember the day when we first talked. I smiled the widest after months on that day, and you helped me do that. For the first time in my life, someone asked me, "We won't ever run out of words, will we?" and it was you. I used to ask this because I crave love, and when I see even a strand of it, I hold onto it, which usually ends up hurting me. So, there was something different about you. I was different when I was with you. I may not have been the most productive version of myself, but I was surely the happiest ever.

There was nothing that could stop us; we were unstoppable. You counted every month that passed by and reminded me how many months we had been talking. I won't lie; I found it adorable because I wasn't the one counting days for the first time in my life; someone else was, and that someone happened to be you. I never planned it, my friend. I did not plan to end up getting so close to you or that you would become so important to me. Trust me when I say this; I did not see it coming. If only I had, I would've done something or anything to stop that from happening because I know that the most beautiful stories come to an end. Not everyone gets a happily ever after ending. I have always known that happy endings are meant for me. I would've changed it all, but only if I had known.

Minutes, days, weeks, and months passed, but 'we' were the same. Two happy kids living in a world where hatred couldn't exist. A world where love lives. We lived with love for months, hand in hand, and we three were happy. Love made sure that it always stayed between us. Love was good at keeping people together even in the most difficult situations. But it was only after the day we planned to play hide and seek that everything changed. I had to look for you both, and you were in hiding. Love has always been an expert in whatever it did; he was an expert at hiding. But you weren't. I found you in a few minutes but couldn't find love. I searched for it for days, but all my efforts were in vain. Love hid, disappeared, and never came back. You and I remained in the world where the three of us lived.

For a long time, I believed that it was 'us' that kept us together but only to realize that it wasn't. Love kept us together, but we had to play hide and seek. Sometimes I wish love had never disappeared, but the other times I wish it had taken you with it. Because if he had, at least one of us would've been with love while the other one was without it. Today, we both are without love, and our world is out of love.

In a world where I believed I'll end up alone, you held my hand and told me that you would never let loneliness hold my feet. In the world where I thought I would be unloved, you told me that you would love me for an eternity. In the world where I thought 'we' won't exist, you held me in your arms and told me that in your world, we were always an 'us.' I read every line your heart had poured out, but I missed something. A little box with an asterisk said, "Terms and conditions applied." The terms and conditions were 'if love had stayed,' but it didn't. So, you broke off the contract and moved out of my life and the world. You left me all alone, and so did love. Who should I blame, you, love, or hide and seek?

Hoping to find Love one day
With love