I'm sorry I couldn't help myself.

My dearest love,

I'm sorry that this is going to be public. It's the only way I know you might get this. I gave it the old college try but I can't do it anymore. I truly did love you with all my heart, as heavily flawed as it were. I wish I could have said more and done more, but it's too late for that. For anything now. Like all my previous letters this too will be all over the place haha. Like for instance I discovered this song last week, and it wasn't until I saw the album cover that I realized it was the song we last danced to, The Night We Met. The last time we saw each other. Funny enough you would of known this last week if you ever received any of my texts. That along with the fact that I've tried to end it twice now. Or maybe you know that from one of my letters? I can't remember, I've tried so many ways of contacting you it's all foggy now. Either way the only response I received was more cut off from you than already obtained. I loved you, more than I could ever love someone and I believed you loved me the same. And through that love you taught me many lessons, the most important one of all was the last one. That even the person you held closest, the one who loved you the most (or so they claimed) would be able to cut you out their life and do it so quite easily. I hate love now. I couldn't believe you were capable of such but I guess I pushed you that far eh? Well either way I've ended up here listening to our last dance as it'll be my last song in life. I don't blame you or think any of this is your fault. It's my feeling and my reactions to the circumstances of my life. So I guess what I'm saying is don't blame this on yourself. Even though after everything you've done (Or more accurately haven't done), I don't think you'll blame yourself anyways. You stopped caring about me long ago. So this is good bye my love. I don't believe you'll be following me into the dark on this one, but I'll wait by the no vacancy sign for ya anyways.

Always was yours

T.B.