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Can we become strangers?

We are childhood friends, we study together, we grow together, we joined work together—in short, till our life, we are together. Everyone thought we were in love because we are that much of close. Honestly, I thought I am in love with her, too. Yet, I was never entirely sure whether it was romance or something else, like a deep, sibling-kind of relationship, simply because we had always been together. I never knew her stand on this, or what her true emotion was toward me.Then, the silence hit. One day, she all of sudden stop talking to me. Later, I find that she is in love with someone else. He is very possessive, and he told her to not talk to me. Hearing that, I felt like the sky is collapsing on me. It felt like I had lost a vital part of my life.But above all my confusion and heartbreak, I want her to be happy always. If my presence causes her conflict, I need to let go. So, with a heavy heart, I wrote her a letter saying: Can we be strangers?

Hey, I’m writing this because the quiet between us has become too loud to ignore. Walking past your desk at work or seeing things that used to make us laugh, only to realize I can't reach out to you anymore, has been incredibly difficult.For as long as I can remember, it’s always been "you and me." From school hallways to our first corporate cubicles, we built our entire lives side-by-side. Because we were so inseparable, everyone assumed we were destined to be together. If I'm being honest, I got lost in that assumption too. I spent a long time trying to figure out if what I felt for you was romantic love, or just the deepest, most protective sibling-like bond imaginable. I guess I always thought we had a lifetime to figure that out.When you suddenly went cold, I felt completely unanchored. Discovering that you’ve found love was a shock, but learning that his insecurity demands my total absence was the real blow. It felt like a lifetime of history was erased overnight just to keep the peace.I won't lie—losing you overnight felt like losing a limb. But I refuse to be a source of tension in your life, or the reason you argue with the person you love. Your joy matters more to me than my own comfort.If cutting me out completely is what it takes for you to build the future you want, I will give you that space. Let's make it easier for both of us. Let's stop the awkward glances and the forced avoidance.For the sake of your happiness, let's just protect the memories of who we were, and let each other go.

Goodbye.