a d i f f e r e n t p o i n t o f v i e w

Dear Aera,

You were the sunshine that came into my life when I most needed it.

You were my savior.

Did you really think I wanted to leave you alone?

I had to rewrite that letter I left for you so many times because my salty tears would stain the paper and ruin the words I had written.

My father had to practically drag me to the airport.

Do you know how much it hurt?

Knowing that you were crying somewhere where I could easily go to?

I imagined you curled up in one of my sweatshirts that I left for you, clutching the letter to your chest, while crying.

That assumption was pretty accurate, right?

It was just as hard for me as it was for you.

Because I loved you too.

But now I'm not so sure if this is a love that is shared between us,

or a one-sided love.

I hope it's the first option.

But judging by your letters that you have sent to me,

our love is by far overdue.

Our love was a draft left unfinished,

and I can tell that there will be many more drafts to come.