Dear Mellie,
I hope he makes you laugh. Truly, I do. I fell in love with your laugh, I'm sure he has too. I fell in love with the way you made me laugh. We used to laugh all the time. Do you remember? We don't laugh anymore. I've almost forgotten what your laugh even sounds like. It used to be my favourite sound and, now, it doesn't even exist in my memories.
I'll always love you, Mellie Moo. But it's not the same anymore. You don't feel the same anymore. I know you don't. And, if I'm being honest with myself, I don't either. I can't hold on anymore. I can't keep holding you back. You want to be with him, we both know you do. Thanks for not acting on it while we were still technically a couple. It's ok now. Go be happy.
We are strangers who knew each other once, but we are trapped together. Trapped in this house, trapped in this hollow husk of a relationship. If we can still call it that at this point.
I do love you Mellie. I love you enough to let you go.
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