a confessional, delayed

you’ll never see this, but in the off chance you do:

you’re not like the others at all — you were special. i don’t think love can be quantified, but i loved you so much that i put you before me for as long as i could.

and didn’t you do the same for me?

you’re the only one who deserves better than everything i could’ve given you.

more than anything, i hope that you find happiness. when we eventually meet again, i know you’ll be happier than you’ve ever been with me.