Kassandra, you were supposed to be perfectly imperfect and so pretty it hurt. That's not who I am that's not who you are. I would know you're me and I am you but not really. I'm sorry I let you down and I'm so sorry I couldn't be who I was supposed to be. Who am I to you Kassandra? a stranger. I love you and I always will but I need you to let go because I am not you anymore and I don't fucking want to be. I never wanted to live without you and my heart will feel the ache of this decision and it will carry the desperation but this needs to happen. Please understand, I'll try to remember you where i end up.