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The letter

She sat down on the armchair and swivelled around on the seat for a few rounds. Facing the table, she glanced at the photograph displaying a picture of her and a man playing at the beach. Picking up the letter with delicate care, she looked at it, and tears started to well. Opening the letter, her eyes swept over the text once, and she started to read:

“Dear Lynn,
I am a friend of this person, who you know too. I will not name him, but after you read the whole letter, you will realise who he is. In the meantime, allow me to continue.

There are some things in life that cannot be ignored. I am spending time to write this because this friend of mine is going through a period in life, which he is feeling down. He is getting ignored by the girl that he loves deeply. And you guessed it – the girl is you.

Have you ever hear of all these quotes: “Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.”, ““Hey, are you busy?” or “Are you doing something” are two phrases that guys open a conversation with to stop from stammering on the phone.” or “If you are going to reject a guy, just do it. Don't say they are like a brother or just good friends, it just hurts even more.”? I am sure you have. But don’t they sound a bit too familiar?

You do realize that these quotes are, in one way or another, linked to both of you? That when you wanted to stop your relationship with him, you told him that he was more of a brother than a boyfriend?

You do realize that he always tries to call you, but the conversations always end awkwardly? This is happening right now. He tried to call you many times, and planned everything, yet he forgot everything and tried to remember when you picked up the call. But most of the time, this is not the case. He had a whole stack of paper showing all the planning, yet when he called, he only got to the mail box after a few moments of ringing. You ignored his calls, and never bothered to call back, or to leave a message behind.

Y­ou do realize that ­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­he frequently sends you short messages with his phone, most of them asking, “What are you doing now?” He wants to talk to you, but he always fails to do so. Doesn’t he always stammer on the phone when he talks to you? And what do all these prove?

It proves that you mean a lot to him. All these minor events that you dismissed had great impact on him, and all of these were down, black and white, in his diary, from the very moment you told him that he was more of a brother than a boyfriend. Don’t you realize that he is always trying to find topics to talk about with you? But what do you do? You ignore his messages and carry on with your own lonely life that rejects the person that, probably, is the one that cares the most about you.

I’m saying this as a good and best friend of him – try to accept him as a friend. Try to accept, not to reject, for this will do both parties good. If you do accept him, he will be happy, and ultimately, he will try his best to make you happy. He has only one wish, I know, which is to become good friends with you once more, for it is stated in his diary. I’m spending my time writing this to you with only one wish – to see my best friend live this period of time happily. He told me once that life is so meaningless. There is no excitement in his life, only sadness, and the only, and true happiness that he feels is seeing you enjoy your life. Here, he is sinking slowly into his abyss of melancholy, and there, you are ignoring him, letting the bottomless-pit become deeper, and letting the distance between you and him grow further and further. The only thing I wish to see now is to see you accepting him as a good friend once again.

This is what I sincerely hope for, and I hope you would not throw this message away. This is an action done by us, a group of best friends of his, in a bid to see the heavy burden in his heart lifted, and also, a wish to see you attain your true happiness. We leave you with one sentence – One must not reject love, but to accept, for only then can one savor the true taste of being loved.

Sincerely,

Best friends of the person mentioned

Sunday, 15th June, 2008.”

Lynn took of her glasses and sat there, and grief crashed onto her once more. She had been reading this letter everyday for the past thirty years of her life without fail.