Ipo,

I promise I still care but this is so hard. Almost too hard. I'd try and i'd work and i'd never let go if i knew you would too. But i know you won't. I know that it was nothing, that it should've been nothing to me too. I know now that i felt too much and that i should have let go several weeks ago. I want to write you letters everyday but then i'll seem obsessed. I want to hear your voice when i wake up. I want to be able to walk to your door and smile into your face. I want to whisper sweet anythings to your lips and let you hold me forever. But... I can't. I shouldn't have ever even half hoped for it. I know that now. I know that we'll never speak and that i'll never look into your eyes again. I know that you don't think of me half as many times as i think of you and i know that you'll never read this. I know that i've got to move one because i promised myself i wouldn't be apart of anyting one-sided again. I promised myself i wouldn't hold on until i had to let go again. I'm calling it quits. I want you to know that. But not because i want to. Not because it's the right thing to do (it isn't. HOw could letting go ever be right?). Not because i've stopped caring or because there aren't any feelings there. Not because i have something better here for me. I'm doing this because it hurts. it hurts so much having nightmares everynight and waking up crying to an empty bed. waking up in the morning knowing that i'm one day further from the last time i saw you and just that much more faded in your memory. It hurts to talk to you and hear how much you don't give a damn. To sense the tone that i'm nothing. I'm nothing to you now. That's what hurts the most. I'm nothing...

Yours,

SYdney