You’ll probably never read this, and that’s okay. I just needed to say it. Since you left me with a letter and no goodbye, I suppose this is at least appropriate.
I will always love you. I can’t help that. I want to stop, I want to hate you for everything you did, I want to tell you awful things to make you feel as weak and as used as you made me feel. I want to, but I can’t. No matter what you do I never will, as far as I’m concerned you were the reason the sun rose in the morning.
You met me at a rough time in my life, things weren’t the best and I was in a slump. The only thing that made it better was waking up to you every morning. Even when it got bad, when you started to pull away and make me feel unwanted, I still wanted to do everything I could to make you happy. To make you feel loved. That was what made me truly happy: seeing you smile.
I’m trying to move on from you, but I can’t. My heart just breaks more every day knowing that you aren’t coming back. You’ve already moved on, you’re seeing someone else, and that almost hurts worse.
It doesn’t matter how much I try to make you leave my thoughts, or who I wake up to every morning, I can’t get you out of my head. The women I wake up to aren’t you. It hurts and I just wish I could make it stop.
You told me we were forever, you told my family and your family that. That I was the best you’d ever had. I don’t know if it was all lies, if you just used me to get what you wanted. I don’t care. I just want you back.
Please come back to me. We can try again, make it better, fix things. I’ll do anything it takes. You’re the only one I was meant to be with, and I don’t think I’ll be able to love again without you.