The past days have been hell for me, but I hope you get what you wanted for so long. The last two years cannot be summed up in just words they hold million memories, some sweet, some bitter but in the end they all come back now. Now that we have parted, I hope the best for you but what about this endless void, inside me? I know about the countless articles on self healing and shit but I don't want to let you go. I know I wasn't least the person you wanted and that's why you always sought for someone who was but I was always in the way. I am sorry for not being enough. I am sorry that I cannot be whole heartedly happy for you because the reality is you're never coming back. I hope you never get this message, this isn't meant for you, it's for me.