There's a box file somewhere in my room that holds everything that's not important or precious but significant. While I suppose in a sense, I would "give it up for a million dollars", I wouldn't want it to simply disappear. Among the papers are two books, one Exploring Mathematics formerly Felicia's property (you can tell from all the times she's scribbled her name across pages in some parts) and a formula booklet belonging to Faye, regular on deviantART and part time awesome friend. Even so, there is a card which has a rather lengthy text and I never really thought about it, but I appreciate it so much more now.

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Dear Ansel,

Contrary to what the card says in front, I don't want to do it anymore. This may be the last time you ever hear from me. I bought this card when I still liked you, about July last year and many a times I wanted to send it but never had the guts to and did not know what to write in it. But, now I do. I hope that life would get better as you settle in Punggol. It's really miles away from where you used to live and I hope you'll be able to cope with it. Moving is not easy cause one tends to leave a lot of things behind. To tell you the truth, I already got over you more or less. I found what my friend said to be very true, that I am lucky we never were together officially.. That would have been worse. As to your new girlfriend, well I didn't expect you to do such a thing, but yea, it still happened. I'm true to my word, if I promise I won't be in your life anymore then I won't waiver anymore.

Life is crap, no one said it was easy. You just have to deal with it, either screaming into your pillow or listening to music. Our time together was fun, still they will only be good memories, which might fade off with time. Relax more and breathe. You're too worked up, you know?

Stay healthy, eat less salt and Coke.

From the bottom of my heart,
Amelia
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Down this line, in the mess of paper and ink, lies a simple truth. That is that life's too short in a far too long period of time. Because somewhere, beyond the lies and starlight, I've given up all these memories for something better.

(By the way the girlfriend she's referring to is Claire, who isn't my girlfriend or ever was, but she kept me safe in this crazy world for awhile and gave me peace. Who wouldn't give up everything for that?)