Dear Philip,
You might don't know who I am now and probably won't even remember me but, I have meet you a long time ago and your memories, I still have carried for seven years now .
The day I first meet you was in the bus from which I was going back home, I remember how you voice was when you asked me if the seat was taken. I looked at you removing my earphones and said, "Sure." I don't know if it sounded rude or not, but sometimes I wonder if I would had smiled and replied back. Maybe it's because I thought I would never see you again after this, just like the all the passengers who travel by this bus. But, the next day when I took the bus to school I saw you again wearing the same uniform of the school I was studying. I remained silent in my seat listening to the music which was playing through my headphones. You knew my seat was vacant so, you sat beside me. Even though I knew we were going to the same place I still remain quite ignoring the fact that you were sitting beside me. Again when going back I saw you in the bus. And you were sitting in my favourite seat. I wanted to sat on the seat next to you, but I was afraid that it might be taken. So, I seat in another seat. And again the next day you sat on the my favourite seat. I felt annoyed by this behaviour of yours, I wanted to say that "Excuse me, if you don't mind I want to sit in this seat." But as always, I remind silent. I wonder now why was I like that? Well let me tell you what now, I am not the same as I use to be. I changed somehow with time now.
I guess after you taking over and over my favourite seat you got bored of it as well and finally one day you came to me in the bus and said, "Mind if I sit next to you?" That time I was shocked and said "Okay!" You knew I would never start a conversation so, you did as always. "You go to the same school as I right, so which class you are?" "I am Second year in High school." I replied. "I am also a second year as well from class C." You stretched out your hand. I shook you hands. And I did, I felt a change in me.
The next time I saw you was when I was passing by the corridor of your classroom. I wasn't actually looking for you but I just... accidentally took a glance at you. You were laughing with your friends and chatting with them. A girl at my age now will not fall for a smile like that but the navie teenager will feel something atleast, but I wasn't the only one who had felt something for the smile of yours there many girls and even few boys after you. I must say, that smile yours was amazing though. But, I never got the courage to speak to you once we were back to school. I always wondered if I do I will only get myself in trouble and be noticed by the people who admired you, that's why whenever I saw someone from school when I was with you, I moved away as if I never knew who were you. I think you might have find me peculiar but, this is the me from that time. But you, also never approach to me in school as well. Maybe that was because you didn't had your friends around to talk and needed someone to chat with you while you go back to the same bus everyday which took us home.
I don't know how time passed and we both were in the third year now. A whole year passed to get familiar with you. I remember that day when we were going from the bus as thrid years for the first time, I smiled at you for the first time and that smile actually came from my heart.
Being a third year came with responsibilities I got busier with studies and I some how became chatty with you. I talked to you like we had known eachother for a long time now, you became my first friend after I entered that school. It's not that I didn't had friends of my own in class, I did had but I wasn't that close with them. You know what I admire the fact about you that you could be so free. Being with you changed me some how, I tried to open up to the friends I had in class and they became my besties now. I want to thank you about that only if I could.
You know what I realised I had started to fall for you in rainy season. It's strange that I realised I liked you when we shared the umbrella to the bus stop. I wonder how you noticed me waiting for the rain to stop outside the conviction store. I felt great ful of what you did, if it wasn't you I would had not been able to go back home in time. I felt you warm arm beside me as , we walked towards the bus stop, if this time could stop if the distance to the bus stop can get a bit more longer. But that's just my wishful thinking. Your one arm got wet because of me so, I gave you my handkerchief. You took it and wiped your wet sleeves. You returned it to me again but I hope you hadn't maybe something of mine would have been with you unknowingly. That rainy day I realised I have fallen for you.
The season changed and as our mid term exams were over, a girl confessed her love for you. As you were popular I heard the news from my friends, I felt bad but, at the same time I envyed her, if I was brave enough to confess like her. I am not sure even if I can if I meet you again.
You told me about that girl and after her you encounter with another girls and finally you started dating someone. I realised after you started dating her you often miss the bus. Until you stopped taking the bus. I came to the same old phase as I was before I met you but, I was still open to my friends as before. But my journey from the bus to home became silent as before, I tried to avoid the silence so, I started to listen to songs again while I go back. This went on for a long time and one day during winters I cried listing to one of the songs. My tears were not stopping even if I wanted to, I saw you kiss her at the bus stop before the bus started to move. It feels stupid now, if I think about it but the innocent me was so heart broken by it.
The entrance exams were near and so as the season ending exams, I gave my best and I scored well. I got selected to go to the university I wanted to go. It was time to say farewell to everyone in class now and so as school, I heard she broke up with you few days before graduation ceremony. I felt bad for you as I looked at you. That day was the last day as I took the bus from school to home. For the very last day, I saw you walk beside me to the bus stop. You were so silent which didn't give me courage to say a word to you. I wanted to ask 'How have you been?' And wanted to say farewell.
I sat in my favourite seat for the last time. You sat beside me for the very last time. We became strangers from that day, I before leaving the bus said my last words to you, "It was nice meeting you. Goodbye." And I left.
I moved away to other city for my further studies and didn't got any news about you or maybe I didn't wanted to hear it. I thought someday if I meet you again would we be still strangers? But I guess, the chances of meeting you again is less. I heard from my bestie that you find someone again. I hope this time you can live longer with her. I hope only good for you now.
Do you want to know how I am doing now? Well, I am doing great now. I have become social thanks to you. I think my love for you was administration towards you. I don't want to be you, but I wanted to be the part of you who is free. I think I have become free now, Thanks to you.
I wrote this letter today so, that I could pour down my memories of yours, my final thoughts about you and my unrequited love for you. I might never be able to say that I loved you in the beginning of my youth. But it's not that bad now, I don't regret it. This is my first and last letter to you. I would not send you this letter which I wrote. I will probably burn it with all my conclusion about our meeting. Thank you once again for being a part of my youth.
P.S. It's okay if you forget me.
Your,
Unknown Lover
