I knew it was inevitable but I didn't think it would happens so quickly.

People have the best of intentions of staying in touch, but they rarely do.

I can feel you slipping away. I thought it would be more slowly, but it's actually quite quick and clean, like a band-aid
being ripped off.

Part of me is relieved. Part of me is incredibly sad...disappointed...angry...hurt.

But, I'll finish it. I'll rip it the rest of the way. I'll finish it.

It will be easier that way than pretending to keep going. I'll finish it for us.

I'll never forget you.