Well.. I hate to do this like this. Because..well..I do. I wish I could see you in person and talk with you.. But you will not call me.. And to tell the truth, I don't see what good it would do except make this harder on me.

You have been increadibly childish lately. And I had a lot of trouble understanding why you would behave this way. But I am not worried about it any longer. You are just immature. That is one of the things I loved about you. I say "loved" because I can no longer love that thing about you which brought about the demise of our relationship. I always thought of you as the strong one in the relationship. Yet now, in our darkest hour, you have abandoned me. And left me to decide the fate of our relationship. So I am going to.

And as much as it pains me to do this. This has to end. All of it. Because as we have said before we cannot go back to what we were before. You have proven that this week. You can't be my friend. And I hate that, but I accept it. I just want you to know that I love you. And I don't just say that because I think I should, or out of regret. I really do love you with all of my heart and soul. I believe that you and I belong together. But you, obviously, do not. And so I leave you to find someone else. Someone who can live up to your expectations, someone who can be that perfect girlfriend for you.

I am tempted to say that I am sorry that I didn't live up to your expectation. Or that I wasn't good enough, or caring enough.. but I won't. Because I don't believe it. I think a relationship is about giving to one another. Giving yourself to the other person. And I did that. I gave you my heart. I placed it in your hands with complete trust. And you dropped it. And I'm not sure if I can forgive for that, but I will try... and who knows.. perhaps one day we will meet again. And you will have changed, and so will I. And you will regret this. Then again, perhaps you will be glad you did what you did.

Either way, this is the end.

Goodbye.