Hi, I don’t know how to start this message, but I’m going to start the letter by saying I love you.
I know I did you wrong multiple times, but you still endured it. I am so sorry I did that to you. I really regret everything, but I will never regret meeting and loving you.
We broke up just two months ago, and today’s month is currently December. I didn’t provide any information on why I broke up with you; I just randomly messaged you on a school morning, telling you that we should break up. At first, I didn’t feel anything; I was numb, and it didn’t process in my mind at that time. For two weeks, all I did was go out and have fun with my friends, but after a month, everything I did came crashing down, and I realised what I had done was irreversible. I did not want to message you after a month to say that I still loved you and that I wanted you to come back into my life; it just seemed really unfair for you and for me to do that.
I kept thinking about you for the past month as if it were a part of my daily routine, and I never got tired of it, not once. Opening my social media just to check on your account to see if you posted something new was also a part of my so-called routine, even though I knew there was a three percent chance of you posting since you like to keep your life personal and mysterious. I watch our favourite cat on TikTok to see if she’s grown now, and I am proud to say that she is. I miss our messages containing all the cat videos that we send back and forth. I miss our daily roast sessions to see who would be annoyed first. I took all of these moments for granted, and now I miss you very much.
I know it’s impossible for you to see this, and I am sure of that, but I really want to let my feelings out. I still like and love you.