Today marks another year of your wonderful journey around the sun and despite the distance between us, I couldn't let this day pass without reaching out. Iโve wrestled with the idea of writing this, not wanting to reopen old wounds or seem selfish in my intentions. But silence felt even more like a betrayal. So, here I am, compelled by the weight of all that remains unsaid.
I am painfully aware that my decision to let you go hurt you deeplyโthe last thing I ever wanted. If words could heal the way they wound, perhaps this letter would serve a greater purpose. Yet, here I am, clumsily trying to string together apologies and affections, knowing they can't undo the past, but hoping they might illuminate the sincerity of my feelings for you.
Reflecting on our time together, I'm endlessly grateful for the moments we shared. The memory of your laughter and your smile, that effortless expression of joy, remains my most cherished sight. It was in those fleeting, ordinary moments together that I felt we touched something extraordinary. Those memories are a sanctuary I often revisit, a reminder of what we had and what I so carelessly let slip away.
It's a cruel irony, feeling so connected to someone and yet acknowledging the necessity of distance. I let you go not out of absence of love, but out of a deep, albeit painful, respect for your needs and what you truly deserve.
You. Are. Pure. Marvel, Daisy.
Someone whose heart shines too brightly to be shadowed by anyone not fully prepared to be its keeper. I was afraid of dimming your light, holding you back when you should soar.
You are, and always will be, a part of me. From the very first day, you intertwined yourself with my essence in a way that no time or circumstance can ever undo. You were, and always will be, nothing short of perfect to me. I have no doubt that you will continue to shine brightly on your own, illuminating the lives of everyone around you. That's what you do best after all.
This letter isnโt an attempt to change the past or disrupt your present, which I hope is beautiful and fulfilling. Itโs simply an outpouring of thoughts that have been swirling in my head, easier penned than spoken.
You were, and in many ways, continue to be, always will be, a profound chapter in the story of my life.
I'm not sure if there's a "right" way to end this letter. No signature seems fitting enough, no farewell appropriate. So I'll just leave it here, with a thank you for being you.
With all my deepest affection,
Your Amadรกn
