I think I’m finally ready to give you up. I’ve been pining after you for so long, dreaming about you, wanting you so much, and you have never felt anything towards me. It’s time for me to let go. I’ve realized that life is much too short to spend wanting someone who will never want you back. This torch I’ve been carrying for you has been a drain on my energy for much too long. And let’s face it, even if we did somehow end up together, you wouldn’t be good for me; you’re too harsh, and I’m not your type anyway.
It’s been five years that I’ve been waiting for something that in all reality will never happen.
I’ve been single for two and a half years. I thought it was because I just couldn’t find the right guy (or girl), but now I see that I was saving myself for you in a way. I was keeping myself available so that if, by some miracle you decided you wanted me, there I’d be, ready for the taking.
Well, I’m done being lonely. I’m done waiting, and I’m done wishing. Who knows, maybe one day our paths will cross again and we’ll discover that we belong together. But in the meantime, I’m going to be happy. I’m going to put you from my mind, and find someone who actually wants me, someone who will treasure me.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate you or anything; I don’t feel any ill will towards you. I just need to move on with my life, and I wish you the best of luck with yours.