The day you were gone, I died.
But just as I was about to give up on us, one day you came back.
I was in shock, seeing your message in my inbox, I couldn’t open it at first, I was scared of what I might read, but eventually I read it. It was an explanation and I believe you.
I was very happy you came back, that you never really left, and that you’re alright.
I did everything I can to find out what happened to you, Instead I found out you have someone else. I knew you have someone else, and when you came back, I just can’t do it anymore. to pretend it’s all okay, to have you tell her same things you tell me. I’ve finally decided it’s not right to stay. I loved you but I can’t stay and play pretend anymore. It was hard for me to let go, but all of me is saying no already.
YOU: “…….and I’m sorry”
—– I can’t make myself respond after that. to even say fuck you… I cant do it…. to speak to you.
maybe someday i’ll be able to… but i don’t know if it will ever be the same…
I’m happy I met you. Thank you for everything and yes, I forgive you.
I am sorry too, I’ve made mistakes as well.