so this is how it ends

One text to end it all.

A wish that no unhappiness will ever come to me, yet causing the greatest I will ever know.

The belief that remaining in contact will only hurt us.

It pains you to write this, but it hurts me more to read it.

If I meant so much to you, you would try to keep me in your life.

Maybe you’re right, and nothing will fix what we’ve become.

But I will never forget you, even if I should, and I will always miss you, even if I shouldn’t.

Now the only thought left repeating in my mind is a desperate, Please don’t leave me.

But you’re already gone.