Dear to whom it may concern,

What made you like this?

Why the sudden distance?

When I asked you said you didn’t know.

It just happened.

You got caught up with work and school and you got busy.

But is that really true?

I thought we were good friends.

I guess not.

So why then?

Dear to whom it may concern,

Why let an nonexistent reason create this void between us?

There’s something I never told you.

For a long time you were one of the most important things in my life.

Till you left without a warning.

Without saying goodbye.

Dear to whom it may concern,

Please tell me why.

The weight of not knowing why you left hurts more than the way you did.

I still remember the person I met at the beginning.

Shy.

Unresponsive.

Who wouldn’t reply to messages for the fear of saying the wrong things.

Dear to whom it may concern,

It took me a while to accept that you’re no longer in my life like you used to.

I used to think it was my fault.

Whenever you told me you were busy I’d come up with a thousand and one things that could be keeping you busy.

It made your silence more bearable.

Dear to whom it may concern,

How did I go from waiting happily for your messages to wondering if my messages bothered you.

From endless conversations to waiting for a message to waiting for nothing.

Dear to whom it may concern,

I’m tired.

Tired of chasing something I can never catch up with.

Tired of chasing something that’s already gone.

I’m not leaving you.

I’m leaving the version in my head where you would always choose me like I would choose you.

I hope you’re happy with whatever you choose because in all I still wish the best for you.

I just can’t keep destroying myself to be a part of it.

Dear to whom it may concern,

Fuck you.

You took away my spark.

Now I want it back.