Mad Thoughts of A Writer











{September 29, 2008}   Tomorrow

“tomorrow”it is the 8th of may.
and on the 9th of may, she will move to another country.

 

a letter of a girl to the boy he loved.
 

tomorrow is the 9th of may.
tomorrow will be the third month since i said i loved you.
however you never said you loved me too.
tomorrow, i would be saying i love you again
tomorrow, i wish you would say you love me too.
because tomorrow, is the last time i’ll be able to say i love you.

she was planning to send this letter to the boy but unexpectedly, she received a letter from the boy too.

tomorrow is the 9th of may.
tomorrow, it’s been three months since you said you loved me.
however i’ve always failed to say how much i love you too.
i wish you could say you love me again
so that i could say i love you too
because it’s tomorow or never,
that i’ll be able to say i love you.
i’m sorry, but i have leukemia.

the girl cried.
she waited for the next day and went to the guy’s house.

she wasn’t able to get the chance they were both waiting.
she learned that the predicted death of the boy was may 9 but was unexpectedly moved a day before the said date.
his mother told her that he died after sending the girl the letter he wrote.

the girl cried and the words escaped from her mouth…

“i shouldn’t have waited for tomorrow because nobody knows if there is still tomorrow waiting for them”



{September 29, 2008}   Right Person, Wrong Time

I didn’t want to let you go but I had to. I fed you that stupid cliché and you… You tried to convince me not to let go yet, but I said I didn’t love you anymore. I crushed you’re world. I said I am about to forget you already. You were dumbfounded with the words I had said but what you didn’t know is that those words, as I said them to you, they were like knives stabbing me. What I was saying was contrary to what I was feeling. I didn’t want to let you go too, yet I know that what we shared, our feelings, it’s not right. It’s not the right time. I may have caused a wound in your heart however it is for you to move on. For now, I’ll be here looking at you from afar. I may see that you are deeply moved by what I did but I’ll force myself not to come back to you. You have to go on without me. These feelings may be true and it shall be tested. If it really is then we’ll see each other when the time is right. Now is just a temporary “leave” but it’s not yet goodbye.



et cetera