The markets are going crazy. You work at a call center and manage people's financial portfolios. I know you're proud of your job because you mentioned how you are the one people call to clean up other people's problems. I wasn't with you because of your well-paying job. I liked how you carried yourself though. The confidence drove me insane.

It's been two weeks since we started NC. I really miss you. The mountains remind me of you. Finance reminds me of you. Skiing reminds me of you.

And I bet you're stressed out to the max. There's so much uncertainty in the world right now. I know we will never be lovers again. I don't even want to consider being FWB. I don't know if we will ever be friends.

When I wrote my last letter, I told you so many private and vulnerable thoughts. We ended on shaky ground, and it just sucks to know you have a new girlfriend.

I hope she's taking care of you. I need to take care of myself.

I'm thinking of you. I don't want to but I do.

When the markets get worse, I'll be praying for you. You'll be on the receiving end of everyone's fear and pain. Just know I'm still in pain too but my heart is slowly mending itself.