Post Date December, 02 2023
Breakup Story
The background of this letter is a story about breaking up.
At the age of twenty-four, the two were together; At the age of 27, as peers around him stabilized and began to talk about marriage, he suddenly said to her, 'I don't love you anymore, let's break up.'. She almost collapsed. Later, she learned that he had fallen in love with someone else.
This story is not bloody and even dull, but it is played out in every corner of the world every day.
Eight months later, she ran into him at a friend gathering without much conversation. That night, she wrote this letter and sent it to him via email, which was her first and last time talking to him after breaking up.
DearJohn,
Firstly, I apologize for letting you see my hysterical appearance during the breakup.
Secondly, thank you for keeping silent while I was hysterical.
Thank you, for quietly avoiding all of this, allowing me to freely find a vent and giving myself the determination and courage to burn the boat to sever my longing for you.
A few days ago, I discussed with my friends about what love looks like? At that time, I accidentally saw the lipstick on the table, which was the 136 you gave me. At that moment, what appeared in my mind was your proud and smiling face when you were carrying a bulging backpack, wearing a clean shirt, and rushing to MUJI hurriedly, stuffing the black small box into my hand.
That kind of face seems to have a look of love on it.
Your brother told me, sister, you need to find a man who treats you well. My brother is a bad guy.
I told him that your brother used to be very kind to me, but he became a bit sudden.
My friend said that he didn't become suddenly, but when he was struggling and suffering in his heart, he still insisted on not changing for you on the surface, so you just don't know.
The reason why you are surprised that he flipped through the article so quickly is not that it was fast, but that he has already been entangled and sad.
The pain of heartbreaking at the end of a relationship, or the indifference of meeting each other, will always be like a basin of crimson to black ink, completely covering the pink sweetness of the deer jumping at the beginning of the relationship. It seems that as long as love does not lead to the "right" outcome - marriage, it is a mistake of wasting time and youth.
But no, I cannot deny that you once brought me indescribable joy and happiness, and time and youth were not wasted. These are all things that I have truly experienced.
Thank you for letting me show off my romantic past, which was as romantic as a movie when I was young, to my future grandchildren even as I grew older.
Thank you for letting me know the difference between electric guitar and bass, the relationship between gothic style and baroque style, the taste of authentic Yangzhou fried rice, and how to judge football offside.
Thank you for making me meet a group of cute new friends.
Thank you for flying freely with me in my twenties.
You said, you hope I can live better without you.
During the time I left you, although it wasn't always good, gradually I realized the various joys of being single and the freedom to freely arrange my time. I have lived a fulfilling and fulfilling life.
You probably wouldn't expect it, I learned to change the light bulb, clean the toilet, and clear the blocked sewer. During this seemingly "desolate" but long lost single time, I witnessed my amazing growth.
It seems like a precipitate, evoking my soul that forgot to stand alone because of you. I seem to understand that regardless of happiness or sadness, they all make up our colorful life. Whether it is continuous happiness or continuous sadness, it can only form a straight line, and that is not life, it is a chart.
Exciting, because there are ups and downs.
When I think of you again now, it's not IMAX effect anymore, not even 3D, but a thin photo, sandwiched in an old diary, flattened and flattened. When I take it out again, I will laugh, but I won't cry.
Alright, that's it. Goodbye, DearJohn.
