An Open Letter to Close

Dear Friend...?,

Maybe you have an idea why I'm writing this letter to you because you've probably seen the letters I wrote for my past lovers. This letter is unlike any of the others, but it is oddly similar in that; it acts as a sort of wrap-up or closure for everything that happened in the months that have gone by. We wanted to end this as well and waited for your signal yesterday, but you never came. So I suppose I'll simply cut the ties here in this letter.

We've been pals for 8 years, to be exact. I thought I knew you entirely. I believed that every story you told me was real. I wholeheartedly believe you, and all the things come out of your mouth, and it turns out you're an amazing storyteller because you make people believe and look them straight in the eyes as if you're not lying.

All along, I thought you were the victim. Victim of your family, friends, and lovers, as if the world is so harsh to you that I don't believe what others say about you. I even trusted you with the people I care about because I knew they'd be gentle with your fragile heart, but instead you're the one breaking theirs and, worse, trying to take away their sanity and happiness.

We three talked over the past few days, verifying that all of the information we had from you was correct. I was like, "Huh? Are you sure?" and the kid showed us the messages you sent her. All the lies, and the most awful thing, you want to target our friend by instructing the kid not to talk to her, "Para madala." And you also accused me of lying.

I never imagined you could manipulate people with your big hand, tilt tables in your favor, play cards, and do magic. I thought that was the least you could do, but these are the things you do all the time, even with your eyes closed.

If I could list all of the "truth" we discovered here, this message would become a series book. To be honest, I despise you for what you have done and continue to do, but I am also very sad for the way things are going. I'm not sure of your history or childhood, but I'm sure it's dreadful for you to be that way.

Despite all of this, I continue to pray for your well-being and hope that there is potential for change inside your heart. I hope that the next time we see each other, we're all healed from what happened and, most importantly, still have the same faith.