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Jan 2020
Unfortunately, this will be the last letter to you. I just cannot keep doing this to myself.
          I cannot continue my life with you lurking in the shadows. You
          remind me of all the
          heinous actions we committed. You remind me that we are
          Sinners . And as sinners we will perish.
But I believe there’s more to our life purpose than succumbing to disparity. I promise I will save you but I must say Goodbye.

I was truly foolish to believe in a future in which you and I can co-exist. You have become a parasite that torments my mind, soul, and emotions.
Every moment I ponder our past, I am forced down into the lonesome abyss that we escaped decades ago.
I deeply apologize.
           I will always CHERISH our PAST memories.
And for that same reason, I must bid you farewell.

Thank you. I am who I am today because of the agony you forcibly endured.
Neglect, disparity, poverty, violence … that is our past. That’s what defines us as mere creatures.
For that simple reason, I must forget it all.

If only you would be willing to open your heart to the world. It is truly beautiful. It is not what we believed. Do you remember our childish dream? We wanted to escape it all… we wanted to fly off into the universe and descend into a more promising planet

I must forget about you… my younger self . To reach my destination. I care for both of us, truly. However, for you to possibly be at peace, you must rest indefinitely. It is my turn to endure the weight of the world. If only I existed at that precise moment… I could have become the hero you’ve always wanted.

Unfortunately, your grief has not dissipated. It keeps hurting me. If only you were able to interact with our current friends, they would change your perception on the world. Farewell my past self. I hope one day we can finally unite as one happy person.

Sincerely,
You, 12 years into the future.
Written by
The Other
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