Dear Aria,
By the time you'll be reading this, I must've left for my flight to Vancouver, Canada. I'm sorry, I didn't say goodbye, face to face, before leaving. I was afraid that my emotions will take over, and I lost my chance. You siad right, stupid, aren't I? *Chuckles* Well, I still remember how we met, when I was trying to climb the apple tree in the autumn season, and you catched me! Funny, wasn't that? Well, you definitely can't catch me now, since we are too big, compared to back then. Then I also remember, as a gift for sampling my backbone, my life, we are loads of Apples! Our favorite fruit, Apple, brought us together for so many years long. I'll cherish those memories, forever and ever to infinity and death. We are still in contact, don't worry. Remember, we used to say, " An apple a day, keeps the doctor away. " , how about, A letter a day keeps the sorrow away? I know you must be too lazy to write a letter like mea, but just in case we lose contact, we'll still stay in touch by that. I hope you respond, and again, I'll be sorry forever I lost my chance.
Yours, Jude.
A tear drops in the letter that Aria places in the table. Suddenly, multiple tears drop.
I began to tear up, I cried. I was broke. I lost my friend forever, my secret crush forever. I wish if there was a way ut could all go back. Back to where it was. Back to how it was. A letter. It was nothing what it was, sitting beside him, talking and eating, dancing, singing and hanging out with him. He's gone. He's miles away, but still so close, how? How did he created such a connection and a way to my heart that I feel like I can't hold on to myself. How, exactly? Was it magic? Was it love? Was that bond? Or was that reality or faith? What was it that I can still feel his warm hands in my cold heart. I cried, and I cried, and I cried. 20 minutes later
* Someone knocks on the door*
I didn't respond. I was upset.
" Come back later please, if it'snot important. "
* There were footsteps that came to me and left a letter in my desk. *
My head was down inside my folded hands so I didn't see who it was.
" Are you okay? " They asked.
" I lost my friend today. He went away. " I replied with my voice cracking in between.
" No, he didn't. "
I looked up from my desk. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was Jude!
" Jude? Wh-? "
" I don't have to go anymore, we canceled our flight. "
"Wh- Huh? I- "
* He walks up to me, and hugs me tightly *
I hold him. I cried and said,
" Where did you go? Never go again. Never, at least never go without me. "
" I never will. "
From that day, till now on, Jude never left her, nor did she.
We should always take our time thinking, but we should never lose chances. God only,y helps those, who help themselves. God will not always be there. That's why we are our own Gods to guide ourselves.
- Story by Manya ♡
