I feel too much, I love you way too much. It's so hard letting you go, it's so damn hard, so fucking painful. But I haven't got a choice. I need to let you go. I need to move on. I want to cry, I want to cry so hard and just hold on to you and make you understand what I feel and how no other girl in the world can love you the way I love you now. But you don't always get what you want. We are just not meant to be, and even though my heart is yours, yours will never be mine. I need to accept this fact and go on with life. It will be so hard, and I'm going to miss the feel of you against me every fucking second, and the way you kissed my forehead and the way you held my hands, and everytime I miss you, I'm going to cry my eyes out and call out for you. But I won't let that show, don't you worry. I'll be calm and composed and cold in front of you, you won't have to blame yourself for my bawling. I'll love you still, but I'll learn to think about your cons before the pros, I'll learn to let go. I'll convince myself you're not perfect, that you're only human, a boy with his eyes on another girl. I'll move on, don't you worry. It'll hurt, but I'll grit my teeth and move on.