In my quiet little town, time felt so long. I stood at the highest corner that afternoon, accompanied only by the twilight that was almost extinguished at the foot of the hill. In my hand, an old photo, a photo of us that was wrinkled because I opened it too often in my phone gallery. There, your smile was so warm, so peaceful. But now, that smile is just a memory. I stared at it, hoping that time could be turned back, even though I knew it was impossible.
In the past, we were like two inseparable souls. I loved you, you loved me, and the world felt perfect. Every morning we whispered to each other, planning a bright future. Every night we talked until our eyes closed because of fatigue. We never thought that one day, we would be apart. We were so sure that this love would never fade. However, time and mistakes slowly destroyed everything. I was too arrogant, too proud to listen. While you slowly got tired of trying to understand. We stopped talking, just keeping quiet behind the walls we built ourselves. And before I knew it, our beautiful love turned into scattered debris.
I still love you. That never changes. Every night I try to write you a message, words full of regret and promises to fix everything. But every time I finish, I delete it. I'm afraid. Afraid that you've really forgotten me, afraid that you don't care anymore. There are no words enough to explain how sorry I am, how deep the loss I feel. Every corner of this city reminds me of you. From the streets we used to walk together, to the small coffee shop that was always our meeting place. All those memories are now just shadows that haunt me, reminding me of how stupid I was to let you go.
Time passes. Days without you feel like torture. I try to live my life, but everything is empty. The songs we used to sing together now only make me cry. Every melody reminds me of our laughter, every word in the lyrics reminds me of the promises we once made. All of that now feels like an illusion that will never come back.
Scorpions - Still Loving You (Youtube)
Today, for some reason, I felt compelled to go to the place where we used to be togetherāa small park on the outskirts of town. The old tree still stood strong, like a silent witness to our story. I sat on the bench where we used to sit, letting the night breeze carry my thoughts back to the past. Here, I felt close to you, even though you were no longer beside me.
Then I saw you. From a distance, you were standing under another tree. The blue shirt you were wearing made you look like a part of my dream that never went away. I almost called your name, but my steps stopped. There was someone beside you. She held your hand tightly, and you smiled at him. The smile that used to be mine is now his. I wanted to run towards you, wanted to beg you to come back. But my heart reminded me of the bitter reality that I had to accept. You looked happy. And that was the most important thing. You no longer needed me, and maybe that was the best for both of us.
My heart was broken. I wanted to scream, but the words wouldn't come out. I wanted to run, but my legs felt stiff, unable to move. All the memories we shared, all the love we built, felt like a nightmare that was slowly fading away. I knew I had no right to interfere with your happiness anymore. You had found someone who could give you the love you deserved. And even though my heart was breaking, I knew I had to let you go.
So, I just sat there, letting the tears flow silently. I knew this was the end. There was no going back. I tried to remember all the beautiful things we had experienced. I tried to cherish every moment in my heart, so that one day, I could look back on it with a smile, even if it would never happen again. I love you, more than anything I can say, but this love cannot be forced. True love is not about possessing. True love is giving happiness to the one we love, even if it means we have to let them go.
That night, I wrote my last letter to you. The words were simple, but each sentence felt like a piece of my heart.
I folded the letter and put it in a drawer, along with our photos and all the beautiful memories I'll never forget. The letter was my last way to express what I couldn't say in person. It was my last way to make sure you know that I still love you, even though I can no longer be a part of your life.
I know I have to move on. I know I have to move on, even with a heavy heart. But a part of my heart will always be with you. I will always remember us, remember the days we were together, and I will continue to love you, even though there's nothing we can do anymore. And that's what I've always held on to, true love is letting go of the happiness of the person we love, even if it means losing them forever.š
