March 28

Dear Drew,

Another weird thing happened. I think I saw you at my restaurant yesterday. I was singing One Last Cry then out of the blue I think I saw you. Tell me. It’s not you right? I mean, I think I saw you with your friends and their girlfriends last night and as far as I can remember, their girlfriends hate my place.

Anyways, back to the song. I was singing One Last Cry and guess what? That was intended for you. So if you’re really there last night, I hope you got my message. I cried last night for the last time and now, I’m feeling a lot better. (:

I’ve been meaning to tell you this if ever we meet again and I guess this is the right time. I think I’m over you already. So sorry for all those uber sad letters. Do whatever you want to do with those. I don’t give a damn anymore. Maybe you’ll be asking why I am still sending you letters. The answer is simple. I just want you to know what I’ve been through and what I’ll be going through. I won’t be able to do other stuff if you didn’t let me go. So maybe it could be a sign of gratitude. (:

By the way, are you with your sister last night? I think I saw her too. Send my regards to her, alright?

Oh, another thing. I think I’m leaving the country. It’s not for good, yet, but I’ll be gone for months, maybe years. I really don’t know. I’ll be bringing all the happy memories that we had as well as those with my family and friends. 

I think this would be the best for all of us. Even if we didn’t have the proper closure that most people need, I think that time and space could heal all the wounds that our relationship did.

I wish you all the best in life. Hope you’ll wish the same thing for me.

I love you, my friend.

Confessing my heart out,
Michelle