d̶e̶a̶r̶ M̶e̶y̶a̶ Hey, I̶ k̶n̶o̶w̶ w̶e̶’̶v̶e̶ g̶r̶o̶w̶n̶ a̶p̶a̶r̶t̶ b̶u̶t̶ It’s been a while since we’ve talked, a̶n̶d̶ I̶’̶m̶ s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶ f̶o̶r̶ l̶e̶a̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ y̶o̶u̶,̶ b̶u̶t̶ I̶ c̶a̶n̶’̶t̶ h̶e̶l̶p̶ w̶o̶n̶d̶e̶r̶i̶n̶g̶ w̶h̶a̶t̶ y̶o̶u̶’̶r̶e̶ d̶o̶i̶n̶g̶ r̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ n̶o̶w̶,̶ i̶f̶ y̶o̶u̶ w̶a̶n̶t̶ t̶o̶ t̶a̶l̶k̶ a̶g̶a̶i̶n̶ s̶o̶m̶e̶t̶i̶m̶e̶?̶ wasn’t it back in school? I remember we had the same class, it was our ethics class and I would get so mad when you would smile at me because I didn't understand why you looked so happy that I was there when we were always competing to be the best and you usually lost . . . or maybe that was just how I saw it, as a competition, and it was just a fun thought for you and I was a friend, not a rival we never got along then a̶n̶d̶ I̶ r̶e̶g̶r̶e̶t̶ e̶v̶e̶r̶y̶ s̶e̶c̶o̶n̶d̶ s̶p̶e̶n̶t̶ i̶g̶n̶o̶r̶i̶n̶g̶ y̶o̶u̶ or at least, we didn’t not at the start, right? I don’t know how to continue talking . . . p a t h e t i c , right? But I remember that you said you liked poems, right? I don’t know how to write poetically, is this format close enough? x̶x̶x̶x̶ i̶t̶ I̶ w̶a̶n̶t̶ t̶o̶ s̶a̶y̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ I̶ w̶a̶n̶t̶ t̶o̶ t̶a̶l̶k̶ t̶o̶ y̶o̶u̶ a̶g̶a̶i̶n̶ I don’t know what you’re like anymore, so how do I communicate with you? . . . do you mind if I stop? stop pretending I can write this style? stop pretending I can think clearly? stop pretending I hate you? a̶n̶d̶ m̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ a̶d̶m̶i̶t̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ I̶ I̶’̶m̶ s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶,̶ I̶ d̶o̶n̶’̶t̶ k̶n̶o̶w̶ w̶h̶a̶t̶ I̶’̶m̶ s̶a̶y̶i̶n̶g̶ whatever, it doesn’t matter… but please, write me back when you have the time. I want to hear from you again, and maybe we can talk about something bigger now, something more philosophical... …̶p̶e̶r̶h̶a̶p̶s̶ t̶h̶e̶ c̶o̶n̶c̶e̶p̶t̶ o̶f̶ l̶o̶v̶e̶?̶ -Kuuri
