To you, the girl who used to be my whole world

I remember vividly the first time we met, the B6 corridor with two adjacent classrooms carrying two warm, synchronized hearts, waiting to warm each other up. How can I forget your radiant face, sparkling eyes, and innocent smile? Drunk with a glance, a smile that leaves a lifelong relationship? What brought a boy from a small town and a lady of a family in Hanoi together unconditionally? Isn’t it love?

He once said that student life is the most beautiful time to fall in love, no longer so immature and impulsive as when he was a student, nor tinged with reality, not calculating like when we grow up, go to work. It was fortunate that we had that beautiful time together, going through many ups and downs, happy and sad memories together. Any fun will not come to an end, so let’s blame it on the part that we both have predestined but no destiny. Their handwritten letters, which used to smell like fresh ink, have turned yellow with time. Where else are there on hot afternoons after school, I cut home rice, park my car in front of the gate of the inn to pick you up and walk around the familiar streets, together find delicious restaurants, cafes, milk teas with a view pretty.

>> I went to your place of work and broke my love

Time goes on and on, moments together are never enough, baby! Seeing your beautiful, proud face in the clothes I bought for you makes me so happy. Each picture, each pencil, eraser, ruler, water bottle, flower… all are beautiful memories for him. After five years, he has not forgotten but also no longer suffers and regrets. Who is at fault, who is innocent, who let go of whom, doesn’t matter anymore. I just hope my tears will not fall again like when I’m with you. I hope you meet someone who loves you, who knows your dream, loves reading, cooking, likes bingsu, likes Korean food, likes to hold hands and go into a bookstore to play together like children, loves to be petted hair, like cat and dog cafe, like to date afternoons and forget the way home…

Although it doesn’t have a good ending, I hope that every time I think about us that day, we will both smile. You are not the first or the last person I love, but you are the most special. Hope one day, if you accidentally meet each other in the midst of a busy life, please give each other a smile like the first time.

Huy

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