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Dear Mistletoe,

You know how things turned out for us. Many affections. And many arguments. Many fancy times and friendships. And many fights. Many intimate moments and yet, many heated words and quietness and breaks on issues.

I don't know how we met. Maybe, it was all my curiosity to seek you out. To seek for another girl that is different from the ones I used to seek. Maybe, you were an experiment for me. But then, as unplanned as it was, we both fell for each other.

And yes, I have seen you in your elements. Sweet. Bitter. Happy. Furious. And I have watched you change in between. I have also seen you get lost in fury and I have waited several times for you to come back. You don't know how it feels because you have never witnessed it. You could argue. At a time, I enjoyed it. And after, I grew weary especially because you would never accept being wrong.

Did I like you? Very much. And even more, I looked at you in a way that no one does. But we are different and in anger, alike. We hoped we could create something out of our beauties and ugliness but time has tested us and we are all here spending today without each other.

I hope you turn back to stare at me. I hope I find it in my heart to need you again. I hope we happen. I hope not. But at the end of it all, may time show us what it wants us to be and know whether we are together or not.

©March 2021. Abel Patrick.
{This is(or not) entirely a work of fiction. Believe or not as it suits you dear reader.}