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Thanks

Guess that's it.

There is no denying that you will leave. But what to do? Life has to move on. It may be difficult for me to see you go but you have to.

Sorry that I was not able to attend your graduation blow out. I had to be with JC. They had plans and I could not afford not to be with them. Not that I do not want to be with you, you know I do. I hope you understand.

Thanks for the nice words during your valedictory address. You made me cry. That was the first time I allowed myself to shed tears on commencement exercises. Not even during my time did it happen.

There were still words to say. There were still unexpressed emotions to unleash. But I think there is no need to do that anymore. Time will only tell whether you will uncover the mysteries of the deepest recesses of my heart. Just let be.

I am hurting. The pain pricks like there is nothing like it. It is so intense that I could not define what is not real and what is imagined. I am dying to tell you that I love you.

Whatever will it lead me, just let be. Life is an ocean of unexpected circumstances. Things happen for a reason. Whatever they are, someone's heart will long for the other.

Thank you for the wonderful memories.
Thank you for the life you have given each moment we were together.
Thank you for sharing the journey with me.
Thank you for making me feel the way I do.

Letting you go is most difficult. But doing so is freeing me from the bondage of bitterness. You had my best when you gave me your best. It would be too selfish of me to hold on to you when you need to move on. There are others who long for the same hand that touches me, for the same smile that greets me, for the same love that you gave me.

I am a mistake in your life. You always told me that. And now I say goodbye. This goodbye is letting you go. For whatever there is between us, I am letting go of it. The pain will remain but that will give you the life you dream of.

Thank you for loving me. There is nothing I want more but you in my life.

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