Part of me will always mourn the loss of something unique and incredible. I'm so fortunate to have experienced it. And yes, it was worth the hell you put me through. The love we shared was ecstasy; delicious and passionate and completely capturing the entirety of my mind. But now I've moved on.. and so should you.

When will you stop suffering and start living? When will you leave behind the regrets of the past, the excuses, and truly focus your life on something worthwhile?

Talking to you again was amazing, while it lasted. But you haven't changed.. and until you do, you don't deserve to talk to me.

You're capable of so much more. I believe in you. I always have. But this journey must be completed without me. Prove to me that you're ready to change your life by doing it, on your own.. and prove to me that you regret the things you did to me by respecting me enough to leave me alone. Perhaps someday, I'll seek you out again. Perhaps then we can again delight in the rare experience of minds deeply entwined.

"In the end
I will always love you..."