An Unsent Letter To My Almost Lover

Dear You,

It was when the whole world was in standstill that our souls reconnect. I was suffocated by the idea of a resurfacing past and uncertainties. And then you came like a tornado and messed up my thoughts. Everything was unexpected, almost a whirlwind romance, almost but not really. I needed an escape. And then there was you, a willing victim -- a breath of fresh air and a familiar flame all at the same time. Ironic how you easily captured my attention. Your nonchalance and your nonexorbitant words drifted me far away from my sanity as if nothing else mattered. You made me forget why I built my walls so high. It was a conscious decision that I let you in. I slaughtered my instincts, abandoned my hesitations, and silenced the way my heart was beating against my chest. I romanticized our potential because you let me be. You sparked that hope inside my heart that I am not invisible. You were so good into making me dream for our possibilities. I was in euphoria when like a thief in the night, you took away my littlest hope of happy endings. Guess it was time for you to leave and you did without bidding goodbye. Your silence was deafening but everything made sense now, all along I was the willing victim to your ploy. I opened my eyes feeling the familiar ache of emptiness, realizing that no matter how much I thought my heart is strong enough to endure yet another abandonment, it is still poor at goodbyes. And the knock on the door broke my reverie. You are just another fantasy.

Never yours,

V