I write to you this handwritten letter, those you know I deeply hate writing, in regards of what there once was. If I was lucky to get you to open and start reading this, please just give me the chance of explaining myself before you rip this into pieces or burn it.:
I mean with all my heart to tell you I am deeply sorry for the pain I may have caused you. I could give you a million excuses of why I left even after all the promises we once made to each other. But you deserve from me pure honesty.
You are a great man, the best I have come across. You have taught me so much since day one. You are kind, humble, sensitive and all the positive adjectives you can think of. All of that sounds great, but they are not enough for me. To me, you’re simply the worst love I have ever met. It sounds horrible, but let me explain.
You’re so right in a million ways, simply the perfect man. But I can’t let you keep feeding a relationship that will lead nowhere. We got stuck in the same place long ago, and never seemed to advance. We got so comfortable and we forgot about what really brought us together. We’ve become acquaintances and nothing more, it’s more a children’s playdate than a relationship. You are still deeply in love with who I was three years ago, I changed, and you never seemed to notice. You keep loving her but failed to fall in love with me.
This could be my greatest mistake, and I may end up regretting it, but I have to keep moving on, you have to keep moving on. I feel that is the best thing for both of us. I’m sure, 100% sure, you will find someone who can love even the smallest things about you, those that I may have never truly appreciated even after all the years.
One last thing: never doubt I loved you, because I did. That is why I ask you to not be kind to me anymore, it’s not fair to you or me. Move on, please, move on from those years we spent together. Try to overcome the moments we shared, fill those spaces with new memories. Don’t smile at me, forget me, and be happy with someone else. For that will help me move on as well.