It has been a decade. I went to the place where we first met. It was a happy place back then. Now the garden, or what remains of it, are full of dead leaves and branches. The once colorful roses and tulips have been replaced by weeds. The bench where we used to sit are now just a pile of wood. Waiting for someone to make firewood out of it. This used to be a lovely place with our memories. This was where we used to slow dance to the songs you love to hum. After you, this garden was never the same again. I need to see you again today. To bid you a final farewell and close our chapter. I had to come to our garden first to muster all my courage to bid you my last goodbye. I whispered to the wind. I think you heard me but I can never be sure. I told you that I have met someone new. After a decade of closing myself up, someone broke through my walls. He saw through me. He saw through my smug looks, he saw that despite my temper, I am all marshmallow inside. He knows about you
