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,

sailor