Dear mr. P,

It is been almost four days since I got to know that you are in a relationship, people were asking me what was wrong with me becuase I was so sad... and I still am but I can not change the past.. I can not tell You who should You love, who should You adore. You are the part of my mind, You are the part of my soul . I have been living with out You for so long.. and I still am. But what can I do ? We can not pretend that we used to be just a normal strangers, we used to be that kind of strangers who I invented, who I loved. The way we acted, the way we talked . Something was inside us, it was not something what You could call "love" and it was not something what you could call "like" . We were so strange, so different, that we actually did fit each other. How? would they ask.. I do not know, I do not want eather, somehow we did .. You are so cheeky, and I am so polity . We can not say we could be together, we could not make a good relationship, we could make a good drama and porn, but not love . We are not that type of human being strangers. Forgive me... forgive me for letting go, forgive me for not being a girl in your type, I should admit, I am not that type a girl for You .. but still I was ready to do it for You, I was ready to be , the one you could call at night your whore, I was fine even if I died a lot of times becuase of it. "You belong to my soul, You belong to me" - I thought.. I lied to myself.. or maybe not.. I am so lonely, so empty.. At night, thinking about our nights together, I loved to do it.. I may say it was the only thing that kept me away from dieing. I was begging You to stay.. everyday, in my mind... I was trying so hard to try to remember that we had the biginning. I am sorry, I am letting go...I just hope that she will be better than I would, even if this hurts, becuase.. I thought i would be the one, I would be your first, I would be your Julie, dieing near You, drnking beer at night, smoking weed at your house.. but now I am leaving You, I am moving on.. with You or with out You.. I forgive You.. everything... and You, also .. please forgive me, for everything I have done to you that didn't make You happy. Remember me, remember the day we have meet. Please, do it for our past. Every single cigaret.. will make me think about You.. forever..

...forever ... and never comming back again...

                                                                                "and I loved him, I loved him... and I still do"

                                          Loving You foerever.. V.

                               xoxo