I can't reach you, but even without speaking to you I can't help but fall for you again and again. Your presence and lack of one both serve as my demise. So now I reach out here, in a way I know you'll never see. Maybe this message isn't for you, maybe it's just so the world knows that I won't be moving on. I'm in love with you and past the point of simply moving forward the way you seem to be able to so easily. Maybe you hate me, and that's okay. I can live without you, but I'll never love again. But thank you for everything, my darling. You still gave me more than I could've ever asked for.