I still love you like the day we went on our first date. I miss you everyday and have since the day you broke up with me. I lost my boyfriend, best friend and first love.

I'm proud of you for putting yourself first and getting help. You left me to minimize my hurt while you go through therapy and the long road to recovery, but little did you know that I was ready to help you every step of the way.

Although I see the pain you're in behind the facade, why couldn't I have been the one to make you happy on "pizza dates" like she did on those. It was only 2 days or was I just too blinded by love to realise?

"I hope we can be together soon"

No baby. We can't. I love you but I can never be with you again.