If you were to ever happen upon this, please accept this confession as me at my most brutally honest. I assure you before you read any further that I hold no grudges and have only the most noble (albeit, slightly selfish) of intentions. What I’m about to say, I do solely because: the way things ended between you and I marks the only regret I have in my otherwise regret-free life. What follows is strictly for the sake of getting things off of my chest- things I neglected to say to you when the words on the tip of my tongue were still relevant. That said, it in no way changes our present relationship (or lack thereof). Really, it’s so that maybe you might understand me a little better and I might end up sleeping a little easier at night. It’s been this long already but I think some things need to be said.
Despite our differences at the time I still believed that we wanted the same thing, and it had never cross my mind that someone I loved so god-damn much (like you) could ever do me like you did. Even at the risk of sounding cliché, I can genuinely admit this much: should you ever care to look closely enough, you can still see the scars you’ve left behind. You took a piece of me a long time ago and ever since I’ve been searching in all the wrong places trying to replace it. In absence of a more eloquent conclusion, I’ll say this: you leaving me the way you did absolutely wrecked my shit. And that’s all you’ll ever hear from me on that subject.