Dear Strvm,
Hi.
I kept your last letter for a long time. I don't really know why I kept it for so long. Maybe I just wasn't ready to let it go. But today, I finally did.
We became best friends a long time ago. After that, so much has happened. There were good moments that felt like we didn't want to end, and there were also moments that hurt more than I expected. At some point in our lives, we really mattered to each other.
It's been years since you got married and we went our separate ways. Since then, I've lived my life, gone through my own struggles, failed at things, started over more than once, and slowly tried to rebuild myself. I've accepted everything that happened between us a long time ago. But your letter stayed with me.
Not because I was holding on to you, but because it was the last piece of that chapter of our lives. A reminder that once, we were part of each other's world in a way that was real, even if it didn't last.
Every now and then, I would come across it. I'd read it, and it wouldn't pull me back, but it would make me remember who we were, and who I was back then. And I think that's why I never really let it go.
But today, I did.
I burned it.
And while it was burning, I just watched it quietly turn into ashes. No big emotions, just memories coming and going. The beginning, the friendship, the changes, and how life slowly took us in different directions without any clear moment where it all ended.
It's strange how something so small can carry so much weight for so long.
I thought I was already over everything. And in many ways, I am. I've moved forward, rebuilt parts of my life, and learned to live with what didn't work out. But letting go of that letter made me realize there was still a small part of me holding on, not to you, but to what we once were.
I didn't burn it out of anger or sadness. I did it because I don't want anything from the past quietly staying in my life anymore.
Now that it's gone, I can say that our chapter is finally closed. This time, for real. This is my final goodbye to our chapter.
I've moved on. And I forgave you a long time ago. And I hope you've already forgiven me too.
Thank you. For everything we were. For the good, and even the painful parts. You were a meaningful part of my life, and I don't regret that.
I don't know if you'll ever read this. It was never meant to bring anything back or reopen anything. It's just something I needed to say for myself, so I could finally close this properly.
I know you've moved on a long time ago too.
I'm leaving this here as my final goodbye to our chapter. No expectations, no need for anything to come after this, just me finally putting everything down where it belongs.
If you ever see this, I hope you're okay, and I hope life has been kind to you. If you don't, then that's fine too. This was never meant to pull you back into anything.
And I'm letting this be the end of it.