THE THIRTEENTH LETTER

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Dearest Aku

This is probably the thirteenth letter I am writing to you ever since you left. The third in this year.

In the few months that I didn’t write to you, I have learnt that; “There are indeed people out there who would go to the end of the earth for you; There are people out there who genuinely want the absolute best for you.” I have also learnt that; “There’s always a need to slow down and be gentle with oneself, for every season serves a different purpose.”

I wish to have said “Take me back to the time when pain was unknown to me and my heart didn’t ache; where we were you and I; where we didn’t pretend to be strangers.” But you have removed me from your life so easily and so quickly and I am training my heart to accept disappointments even from the people I love.

I believe “Our love was never wrong, the timing was” and for that I write this letter to wish you well; “May you never again get attached to anyone who isn’t for you; May you find a love that makes you laugh; May you respond with gracefulness in all situations you go through” and “Courage is the most attractive personality trait, for courage is the base of everything – May you be courageous; May you be serious about growth, about abundance, about accountability and about gratitude.”

I held on with everything that I am and I hope this letter gets to remind you that “There is grace in falling in love with yourself” and that “There is beauty in letting go.”

 

Yours in Love
the lover that never left.

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