I cried this morning. I almost wanted to tell you to not go to my house. I couldn’t bear to see you after realizing that our relationship would look a lot more different.
It hit me really hard to hear that “I love you” couldn’t happen anymore.
But after I saw you, I realized we still had a strong friendship that we maintained. I don’t want to lose that, even if the romance doesn’t remain.
I love you, still. But I think the obsession is dying down a little. A lot more stable. I feel relieved, though.
You still consume my thoughts, and I can’t help but to daydream about you sometimes, but I feel a lot better.
always with love,