Dear S.M.
I love you so much, but the pain is too much sometimes. I don’t know if I can keep doing this, because the only thing that is really keeping me going are the short moments ones a week with you, and the idea of the perfect future with you.
Maybe we aren’t ment to be, or maybe we are but it isn’t the right time.
But letting you go would be like letting go myself, because you are the person i want to be with and you are the only one I can really trust.
Whatever i decide to do, I will always love you.
Maybe one day you will read this when we are old together and then we can look at eachoter, and realise that we made it. I hope so atleast.
I love you S.M.