I am not gonna promise you this is going to be the last time I write to you like this, but I promise I will try my best to get over you. In fact, one of my unwritten New Year Resolution is to forget about you. Of course, not entirely. Most probably, forget the feeling that made me “galau akhir tahun” like this.
By this time next year, I will see your round bambi eyes with a totally different way. By this time next year, I would be able to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year directly to you. Probably via internet, but hey, chances are we’re not gonna see each other again face to face. So I think that’s the most possible way to talk to you, right? And of course, by this time next year, I won’t make this stupid letter again.
My dearest friend told me I need closure. With you. Do we need closure? Considering we never actually started anything, do we need it? I think I don’t have to make it your problem, since it is my problem. Although my friend said, what if you were actually waiting for me to make the first move?
Then, I’d be damned.
But I would never regret it.
I almost forgot the last time we meet. Almost. But not close enough.
I still remember where we were. You were with your family and I was with my friends. I hoped I got your phone number, but no I didn’t. You seemed in hurry. You didn’t seem eager. I should back off.
With that in my head. The remembrance of our last contact would be the reminder to me that it is what it is. It was what it was. We were who we were.
Hey you, who made me “galau akhir tahun”. Thank you.