The Layers Of The Onion

Letting you go is one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make. Letting go all the memories, and dreams and hopes. It will kill me for some time. That's part of the grieving process, I guess. It is just like losing you to death.

Or even harder, cause I know you are alive somewhere in the world, living the life I dreamt of with you, and I would never be part of such.

You will always be a part of me.

I can't hate you. I can't avoid forgiving you. Because I love you that deeply. I love you that much. Because I maybe need you that much. That the daily pain is less horrible than what I am feeling right now.