I wrote you a letter, but you’ll never get to read it. It’s the last one I’ll ever address to your name. Please know how difficult it was for me to say goodbye. Please know how I wish this day never came.
I haven’t given up on you, not now, not ever. Maybe one day you’ll understand. Maybe not, maybe never.
I just can’t carry you in my heart anymore. It’s gotten too heavy, it’s been dragging me to the floor. And although parts of me pine for a proper farewell, I know that’s foolish, there not a chance in hell…
So with tears steaming,
and my heart bleeding.
I’m letting you go,
so I can start breathing.