I hurt you, I'm aware. I'm positive that the absence of the aching in my voice provides that. You hurt me too. I cannot tell you the last time I thought of you and didn't smile. Its contradicting. But I don't want to be. I've had enough of everything. Its done for. Its all about the here and now, not the there and then. I loved you strongly back, but its been over for so long. I didn't want to flatly tell you this. But I have to. Its over. It will remain over. There is no future affects of this. I don't think I'll just decide I'll love you tomorrow, or the next day, or even so the next. This is not a love story, and nothing of a love story will unfold out of this. We've accomplished all we could of, and we made the world a different place just by being together. I will miss it just as much as you will, the long nights full of memories I cannot relive. I won't forget anything. You've taught me a lot, and I count upon I did the same for you. Some days, I will think on this decision and feel it as a mistake, but I know in reality its the best mistake I could of made. I hope you see what a man you've pushed me to become, and maybe in the future we can visit both each other's weddings.