Before I start this you should know that I have no hard feelings. I still care about you. These are just some of the things I didn't have the strength to say before.

To The One That Walked Away:

We both know somewhere inside that this shouldn't be the end. This shouldn't be it. We shouldn't be walking away from each other. But we are, and not necessarily by my choice. I understand that sometimes people don't work well together, but I certainly thought we did. Until you stoppped trying, of course.

When I left your house on that rainy Sunday morning I expected you to have me come over again so we could talk things out. However that's not how it went. Hours passed and after I asked to see you, I got broken up with through a text. It went from planning to move in together one week, to you're not happy the next. I was so shocked and heartbroken, as if my dreams were taken from me without notice. You said you couldn't see me cry like I did because it killed you, but you were the one who caused the tears to fall. You were also the only person who could make them stop.

I keep expecting you to text me and tell me you made a mistake in leaving, but that's not you. As much as I want it, I know it won't happen. You will sit and convince yourself that you made the right decision. You will fill your time through drunk nights with your friends and random girls just so you don't feel the pain. Deep down you know you might have walked away from a loyal girl who would give you the world. I hope the thought that you let go of someone who loved you unconditionally rocks you to your core every night.

I know you much better than you think I do. All of the time I spent snagging looks while you didn't notice, I was slowly figuring you out. From your love of beer and football, to the way you freaked if the blankets were tucked in. When you were falling out of love, I was still falling in. Deeply, wholeheartedly, and blindly in love with someone who made walking away look like the easiest thing in the world. Now I question if you ever felt the same about me, or if you were ever truly happy with me. It had to mutual at some point to stay as long as you did, right? When did it stop? When was I no longer worth the effort?

We both have our issues and you have things you need to work out, but I was there to help you. That's all I wanted to do, help you and love you. When you have someone who is willing to work with you, help you when you're down, and grow with you, do not push them away. I was willing to give myself up for your happiness, and at many times I did. You being happy was enough for me, because seeing you happy made me feel the same. However that wasn't good enough for you, and I'm not sure you'll find someone who will give like I did. You always said I took care of you better than anyone else did. Was that really true? I know I wouldn't give that up over a week or two of bickering.

In the end I can't help but feel sorry for you. You walked away from from someone who would not only deal with your issues but help you work through them. Someone who loved to cook for you, and help you with your homework. Someone who never gave up, even on the hardest of days. Someone who loves hard, and someone will make a damn good wife.

- The Girl You Left Behind