My Marc, you broke up with me tonight. And I am so sorry for whatever i have put you through. I am so deeply sorry that your felt like we could never last. I understand that I’m a tough person to deal with because of my depression. And I understand that our religious views clashed.
In the beginning, I wasn’t sure about dating anyone, I thought that I was just done dating for a very long time. I thought it would be easy to decide whether or not I could see myself spending the rest of my life with you… but it wasn’t. I fell so deeply in love with you so quickly and I was so happy and so hopeful, moreso than ever before. I knew I had a wonderfully perfect man in my life and I was so lucky.

You began to doubt when we first talk about religion; I, being Baptist, and you, being Mormon. We agreed to listen wholeheartedly to each other. But you lied, you only wanted me to listen to you, and that was heartbreaking. And it was heart-shattering when you told me that you belived Bible was corrupt. I agreed to learn about your church and the LDS faith, but still it didn’t matter much to you. (I was willing to learn even though I believe it’s complete nonsense).

You made up your mind 4 days ago in that it wasn’t worth wrorking over. I planned to learn and I thought you would be there to support me… I am so sorry that you felt this way. You told me you wanted to look for someone else, and I knew that meant someone in your church. I am so sorry it’s come to this. I will always be here behind you to support you with love and grace. No one could ever love you the way I do…

I love you, Marcle

Thank you for giving me your time.
Thank you for giving me happiness.
Thank you for giving me some of the best memories.
Thank you for giving me hope.
Thank you for making me believe in a fantastic future.

Enterally yours,

Ella