To the one who was once there.

The thought of you came into my mind as I was eating my meal; that the last time we saw each other was about six years ago. I remember you as the tall, fair-skinned guy-senior who had a gentle voice and a very beautiful smile. I remember how you asked for my phone number after four days since we first talked to each other and how you would secretly smile at me as we bumped into each other in the hallways.

I've never gone through closure in my past relationships because I feel somehow behind all the hatred―the love is still there. People asked me why I can't move on and I recently found out that the reason I came up with these so-called 'reasons' was to overshadow my true feelings―that I want to be there if they came back; and heck I have received insults from them for being so stupid. But now, I want it. I want closure, at least from you.

If you ever happen to read this (which I doubt you would), I just want to say that I forgive you―for all the things that you have done to me; and I'm sorry if I have tortured you in any way for the past six years. I want you to forget all of the time spent, the crazy stuff we've done together, the laughs, the smiles―just everything.

I don't want you to come up and say hi to me one day and ask how I've been doing―how I grew so much, and then open up a story that was once left forgotten. No. I want you to remove away everything that you kept about me; the memories―all of it including my name. I want you to start fresh, without me being a part of it.

And if our paths somehow cross again, it would be better if you could just turn a blind eye and walk away. This is my final closure, and I hope you'd do the same.

Be happy.