Turning a new page

The
old cupboard made a squeaky noise as I opened it after a long time. I had to
pack all of my things as I was now moving to a new city. I had this habit of
collecting mementos of everything special that happened in my life and my love
for collecting such things never stopped until recently. As I kept looking
through my things, I stumbled upon my faded jeans and the memories swept
through my mind. I put my hands in the pockets and found that note he had given
me all those years ago exactly the way it had been. We had been out on a class
picnic on the bank of the river and he had called me aside and given me that
note and I’d asked me to open it after I’d reached home. But the curious
creature that I was, I couldn’t help but open it once he went away. And it was
just what I’d expected it to be- a love letter! The feeling was mutual but I think
we never really had the courage to confess to each other and now he’d finally
done it! And it was like a fairy tale thereafter until that day when he
suddenly decided to go away from me. I was unable to comprehend why he’d done
it and I was difficult for me to get over the pain. It still hurts me after all
these years. And though it is hard for me, I think it is time for me to let go
of everything that reminds me of him and turn a new page in the book of life.

This post id written for Midweek Wordle 6 at A Prompt Each Day and for Day 8 of Ultimate Blog Challenge