Dear Mr. First Love,
Hi, Mr. I wonder calling you mister is considered as rude or not since i am not sure if this letter will arrive at your address or not later. but i think i will continue calling you Mister. I hope you won't mind (i know you won't mind though).
Do you remember the black umbrella? I still have it until now. You accidently left it at my home years ago. everytime I use it, i feel like i am in some funerals since it is black. it make me feel a little sad to be honest. but, i do feel closer to you. as if you and I share the Umbrella even you are not here. call it delusion i don't care. it comforts me a lot. like really a lot. when i miss you i always use the black umbrella whenever i want. that why rainy season is my favorite season. i have excuses to use it everytime. I like Rain. maybe that's why you always call me Mrs. Rain and I will always call you Mr. Umbrella as revenge. I suddenly feel nostalgic. haha.
Do you share umbrella with someone special now? I didn't. I haven't meet someone as special as you in my life. I am searching though. that special someone that can love me more than I love him and can replace you completely in my mind and my heart....Can I tell you my secret? I saw someone that look like you so much last year. we used the same black umbrella and i felt so shocked and frozen on the spot. He looked at me for a moment before held someone else's hand. But I know he is not you. You are at other far country that even i can't afford to go to. You also doesn't have a mole in your chin like that man. But he really look like you. almost fooled me for a moment. after that i went home and i broke down in tears because my heart aches for you so much. I almost broke the Umbrella to ease my pain. I am glad that i didn't. I think I will broke my heart more if I did.
Sometimes I wonder about something. when we met for the last time, i asked you about future. about us. and you said you have no answer. i kinda understand it now. life is unpredictable. No matter how much we try, Fate is still controlling and it looks like the Fate doesn't put us together.
It's raining now. I feel closer to you again. but, I know it is not good to feel like this. I am still stuck in the past even though I keep telling myself to share my umbrella with other. to move on. this letter is my farewell to you because I will close our chapter. I will use a bright blue umbrella now. not the black anymore. I am gonna stop loving you. Under the Umbrella I promise that You are my first love. You are my first chapter. but Someone will be my last. I will give myself and someone a chance. A chance to start anew under the umbrella.
Bye bye Mr. First love,
Farewell to My Mr. Black Umbrella. Love You under the Black Umbrella...
