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Hey x Bf,

Today I want to tell you the reason why things didn't workout between us. I know you've waited so long for this. So, here you go.

Do you remember the day when you made fun of the way I pronounce words and later on you told me that I am your bestest friend?

You know what?

That was the day when I didn't even feel like one of those friends of yours with whom you shared a relation of small hi's and quick bye's. And, that was the day, when my brain also stopped calling you my best friend.


Do you remember the day when you couldn't stop screaming that I walk slower than a tortoise and later on you told me that I'm the sweetest person in this entire world?


You know what?

That was the day when I regretted laughing at each one of your silly jokes. And, that was the day, when my brain shifted 2 years' memories of our friendship from sweet section to bitter section.


Do you remember the day when you said that I eat all day and night before our whole class and later on you told me that I am your cutest friend?

You know what?

That was the day when I took pledge not to eat anything, but water which obviously didn't work out pretty well. Because of not eating, I fell sick for straight 15 days.

And, somewhere between those pale, and sad days of sickness, I erased your name written right next to mine from my all notebooks. And, that was the day when my brain showed the courage to do the same what I did to my notebooks.

I'm sure you don't remember all this.

But, I guess you remember the day when I finally uttered the piercing words that I don't want to talk to you ever again. And the day when I chopped your ego into fine pieces without giving you any specific reason.

You remember the day when I met you for the last time, not to bid you farewell. Just to return you the bracelet you gave me on my birthday which had our initials carved on it.

I know you were never good at remembering beginnings. You never cared enough about how things come to an end or how relationships break.


Though you cared a little bit; you cared how could someone behave like that to you. And that's all.

So... now you know the beginning of us falling apart.

I hope you'll remember this one for long enough.
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