Letter #4

To the one who became a stranger again,

Hey you. Yes, you. I am talking to you only. I know it's been ages since we talked to each other or even looked at each other but today after listening to our song, I couldn't help myself when suddenly a million memories flashed through my mind.

A milllion memories flashed through my mind reminding me of both the good and the bad times we have spent together. I still remember the first day we met. You were just entering the school gate with a heavy bag on your shoulders and a confused look on your face while I was sitting in the cafeteria with my friends laughing at a silly joke.

Our eyes met. And I am sure that sparks flew. I could feel a different kind of feeling in my heart and surely a few butterflies were flying in my stomach. And then you smiled. Your crooked smile which had half the girls of the school fawning over you like you were the last person on earth who could save them. I showed you the way to the principal's office and from that day started a beautiful relationship- our friendship.

As each friendship evolves, ours did too. From strangers we became friends, from friends we became best friends. Best friends who never left each other's sides. Best friends who did everything together and who supported each other in everything. Remember when people used to ask us if we were dating or not, how we used to get embarrased and laugh it off? We used to act like we didn't want each other that way but secretly we used to wish that the other would get the courage and reply in the affirmative. Atleast I used to. And I hope you did too.

Then one day, you did muster up the courage and ask me out. You asked me out and I said yes. From best friends we became the couple whom everyone envied. The couple whom everyone strived to be and whom everyone fawned over. But as days passed, we changed. We changed and became the people we are today. We changed and became someone the other didn't love. I knew people changed. But to this extent? I had no idea.

What happened to the funny, optimistic, humorous guy I knew? What happened to the guy who promised to be there for me no matter what? What haappened to the guy who said that he was the one for me and nobody else?

Somewhere along the lines, you changed. You changed so much that I couldn't recognize you. You changed and became a stranger again.

From strangers to friends, from friends to best friends, from best friends to lovers and from lovers to strangers again.

This transition in life hurts the most. Because even though we once were strangers, we are now strangers but with memories.

Which hurts all the way more.

From,

The one who wishes it hurt a bit less.