Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Hafizhuddin Mhd Nasir ~ 17140


REPLY TO LOVE LETTER

THE VOICE OF MY HEART

Dear Hafiz

                I have never thought we’ll we be seeing each other again after that day. Although it has been more than 20 years, you didn’t change a bit. Still with your clumsiness, which had made me falling in love with you..... but that was during our teen ages. Things gradually changes. I’m happy with my life now. Though I think it was quite rude of you to bring back about my husband, not to mention you asked me to marry you just after your wife passed away about a month ago.

                It took me one year to completely erase you from my thought and my heart. What you’ve done to me was unacceptable. You left me in misery. You also shifted my perception towards other man.  I almost gave up. By the time I can no longer mend my broken heart, my husband came. He managed to comfort me, and he was serious in our relationship, not like you.

                Then, I saw you. The entire nightmare flashed before me. The first time I greet you was funny, which always make my tears roll of my face. You were nervous during the first month we known each other. Then my feeling towards you started to grow. You help me with my problem. You were always there to listen to me. But, that one particular incident definitely makes me swear to not ever forgive you.

                You asked me to meet you by the lake. I felt like a fool, crying along the way to my room. I can’t afford to see you in class anymore. Whenever I see you, only disgust would come to me. I couldn’t concentrate at all in class. You completely ruin my life. Then again, it was no use crying over spilled milk. We were never destined to be together in the first place. I shouldn’t blame the fate because of what had happen.

                I’m replying this letter whole-heartedly. I’m sorry because, I can’t accept you anymore. What ever happen, just live your life to the fullest instead of mourning for the past. Goodbye..

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