I know you will never read this letter, but it will bring me peace of mind and closure to know that I have written it.

We have know each other for many years now. We started as friends, and then became lovers. For 3 years, we shared ourselves...our moments of fun, of magic, of sadness, of anger. We were very different, but still very much the same. You came to me at a time in my life that saw me growing and becoming the woman I was meant to be. I loved you with all my heart and soul...and I thought you felt the same way.

The was a shadow over our lives though...a woman you admitted you had loved for many years but who was inaccessible to you. Circumstances changed for her though...and as she ventured into the new world of being single...you started to slip away from me. How many nights did I sit at home alone while you went to comfort your "friend" in her times of trouble? I gave you the freedom to do that, hoping that by subduing my jealousy you would see that I was the right one for you. It wasn't meant to be, and I still remember the pain like a knife in my heart when you told me you were leaving me. The anger and pain I felt was there for a long time...yet I remained gracious...never saying a bad word about this other woman, whom I had known for almost as long as you. I let you go when perhaps I should have fought...but you are a grown man and made your choices. How could you have lived with me, while wanting someone else? It was not possible, and I had to accept your choice.

I thought we could remain in touch...a few emails a year to say hi..how are you. I moved to a new city, fell in love again...but kept you in my heart. And now, you tell me that we can no longer keep in touch at all...because she flies into a rage each time I write. Why is she so jealous of the fact that you, by your own words, still care about my happiness? I am no threat, so far away and happy again. I just wanted to keep in touch with someone who meant so much. I have agreed to not contacting you further...but I am angry that you wouldn't stand up to your right to my friendship. I'm disappointed that our history means nothing to you. And I'm sad that it's over. I love you now as I loved you then...the love now is that of memory. But you will always have a place in my heart...and when I think of you...I will do it with a smile. I was your Bunky...and will be always. I wish you happiness...always.