I'm so sorry it has come to this, but we have to talk. I've tried to put this off for days, weeks now, but ultimately, the time has come.
I have to stop seeing you. I know, it's horrible. It really is. I don't want this at all, but we have to end this. And I don't want you to feel bad about about yourself. It's SO not you, it's totally me.
You are incredible! With your long, sunny days, your blue sky outlook and your "I don't give a care" attitude, you are what every girl wants. Trust me.
I loved how we slept in together, just savoring the sunlight as it slanted across our bedroom, teasing us to taste the day as it unfolded outside. I remember thinking that if I wanted, I could defy any and all rules with you. You gave me such freedom! Such beauty! You opened a world of possibilities for me and for that I am eternally thankful. You showed me what I could truly be.
It's just that I can't play around anymore. I thought I could. I dreamed about all the ways to make our worlds never have to part. I wanted you forever. I did. I thought that maybe the carefree, fun-filled way of living was for me, but I guess it's not.
You see, when I'm with you, as the day comes to an end and your sky is ablaze with pinks that look like tulips, and oranges that make me taste cantaloupe on the tip of my tongue, I know that I can't give you everything you deserve, everything that is rightfully yours. You are far more than I am able to offer right now. You are better than me.
What? Is there someone else? No! Never! I wouldn't ever choose anyone or anything over you.
Intentionally, that is.
The truth is, sadly, that I don't get to choose. Even though I would take you into my arms and love and cherish you forever, I don't get that choice.
There are forces, even bigger than our love, that guide and yes, control me. They've come and ripped you from my heart and that is why I am here, telling you goodbye, begging you to forgive me for having to let you go.
Please know that I love you, will always love you, and long for the day when we can be together again.
Until then, we shall always have our long days of shopping, our afternoon naps under the handmade quilts, and our warm kinship with your sun glistening upon my face. I truly do glow in your presence.
Forever yours,
Macy
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