I promised you I would never forget you–and I haven’t. Not for one day, not for one hour, not for one minute, not for one second. For two years you’ve been all I dream about, fantasize about. For two years I’ve held on to the hope that you still love me as much as you did when you got that tattoo on your side. For two years I’ve reserved a part of my heart for you, given you bits of me that you don’t deserve.
I don’t think I want to do that anymore. I love you. I love you as much today as I did two years ago when I had to leave you behind. And because I love you so much, I need to let you go now. I’m so tired of always comparing you to everyone else–they never measure up. You were amazing and you stole my heart so quickly. But it’s time for me to leave this behind and move on from you. I still love you so much, Matt, but I don’t think we can be friends.
I’m sorry.