Janet opened the letter hoping that his words would’ve become softer. For so long, she had to endure; or so long, she couldn’t give up on him. Even now that she’d left him for only a day?
The letter Reads:
I am hurt, same as I have hurt you.
It grieves my heart so much;
That I wonder if I can ever be forgiven.
Even though I ask for your grace a million times,
My guilt alone wouldn’t forgive me.
All I have created was emptiness;
All I have reaped was my stupidity.
All I have now is the memory of that day.
I can’t let another second pass me by
For this pain is increasingly growing.
It takes strength incomparable to remember that day;
A day I bid you hi without a smile,
A day I looked into your eyes to say goodbye;
A day I held you by the arm and said, ‘it’s over.’
Those words pieces my heart daily,
Of which I knew quite alright it did to yours as well.
That blurred memory froze my freedom,
Only now do I understand.
I regret the day I let my thinking took over me.
I refuse to recollect the pain on your face,
And yet failing to refrain from my decision.
I was afraid to fight for your love,
I was ensnared by my desire and pleasure.
I let a little breeze swept all that we’ve built away,
The memory we had, the joy we shared.
I let them loosed in the blink of an eye.
I guess I am cruel, yes I am.
How could I?
The rainy days, the stormy weather?
Were they all an illusion, a trance?
I was foolish, yes I was.
I can now say that the promises I made were all lies.
Even though you never wish to my ugly face,
And never wish to forgive a beast like me,
Please do grant me just this one last request:
For I will keep the memory of that favour alive,
And graces it each crow of a new day with a smile.
‘Please as you read this piece,
Gather all the tears I invented in you,
And let them down to cool the guilt of these words’