Dear ex,
It's funny how you hate the fact that I still exist and how I don't!
It is a subtle and nuance feeling to see you cross my sight once a while and the way I manage to carve out resemblance apart from the visible difference in your tonnage is seemingly interesting. Partially plodding your way through the streets with your long hair kissing the passing wind still manages to catch my eye. Committing a mistake is always formidable and the relationship is the price both of us had to pay but loosing a friend is still agonizing.
I should not be mistaken to be seeking redemption or approval.
I won't say I miss you but yes! I still do remember you!

Reminiscence is a thing of the past now! Thus, remembering you
is mostly because of the many beginnings
that came along with you.
God bless!
Yours,