Goodbye.

* A piece inspired by true events *

I need to talk to you about something.

I don't really know how to start.

It's been two years now, which is a lot longer than it feels sometimes. I've gone through a lot of stages of feelings in that time.
It's been quite growthful and odd.

For a very long time, we've been trying to be friends. I don't know that friends is what we've exactly been, as we've not had quite the regular friendship, but it certainly has been significant and meaningful. For a long time, I've found the idea of staying close to you in some way is less painful than actually saying goodbye.

I care about you and I don't expect that to ever change, but that is certainly not helping me at the moment.
I just don't think I can handle it anymore.

This isn't something I wanted to happen, but I know it's something I need.

I think I've needed to say this for a while now, actually.

It's not about what could or should have been done.
It's not me no longer caring about you.
It's not about you failing.
It's about the fact that sometimes two people can't always remain friends, because sometimes one of them doesn't really want to be 'just friends'.

That's what this is.

I know it must hurt, but that's all this is.
I just can't keep doing this anymore.

I just can't.

I can't prove to you that it's not you, because I can't say anything you'll believe.
All I can say is the truth.
And I've done that.

I know this is painful.
I'm sorry it is.

I love you

And

Goodbye.