A goodbye letter to the God of War himself

They call you Ares, but Darling more suitable for you

Heard you finally found the one, well done. There’s nothing I could do but to pray for you and wishing you both Godspeed. People say there is no good in goodbye. But I don’t really know since I haven’t been in one, at least with you. Funny how I really want to facing a goodbye with you when I clearly not even cross your mind even in a split second. Sure thing she gives you what you wanted and needed. God bless her with everything I don’t own, lucky you. 

Yesterday I saw you and you look so much happier. Guess I’m right, a big smile looks good on your face. I was thinking that it should’ve been me, the one who make you laugh, who make you happy. But the universe won’t let me. And if I couldn’t make you happy, then someone else must have. I must’ve thanked her to make you the happiest man alive so that I could see your pretty laugh more often, even in distance.

Just so you know, all the things you did and places you’ve visited with her, all have been in my idea since a long time ago. In concern if it turns out that we were meant to be. But to be brutally honest, I can see our stars were not meant to be aligned since the first time I saw you. And for the umpteenth time, I’m right again. We are not meant to be.