I wanted this to be it. It seemed like everything we had overcome over years was going to be enough. Until you decided it wasn’t. I’m not surprised we are here. But my heart still aches every day. I’ve tried reaching out. Multiple times. And each time you seem even more detached than before. I still can’t quite believe you woke up one day and decided your life would be better without me in it. After 3 years. You used to be the highlight of my day. Now you coldly call me by my name, like crossing paths with a stranger you are entirely ambivalent about. I’m not going to keep chasing you, when I’m the only one running. But know that if you hadn’t given up, I’d have kept going for us. Thank you for making my heart happy for 3 years. For the beautiful chaos that was us. But it’s my turn to put this away and move on. I didn’t just lose my partner, I lost my best friend. I wish missing me was enough to stop you from walking away.