I hope you see this and forgive me .
My first year of university ended with a high note. Passing first year in the dental school had been my ultimate goal, and I made it, despite the real truth that I had barely survived it. The holidays are here , i should be busy catching up with friends and other stuff I always do -- enjoy. But somehow I had brought on something on myself that had doomed this holiday . I need to write about it. I need to write about you. Because one day when I looked back at it, i need to remember I was once okay, and that I was happy for a brief summer, and that everything had seem perfect. Dear you who taught me how to love, the hard way, Yes, you. 4 months being with you. It was indeed a great one. I would spare the best details of it and keep them in my mind so that all i remember about you were the good ones. The night after you decided you wanted to end it, I had wanted to beg you to give it a chance ( like you had asked me to) , but seeing what you had replied in the plea to end i