I know you may not listen to these words.

Probably wont even see them.

Probably wont ever get to acknowledge that I have ever said them.

As we speak, our time on that something that keeps us together is slowly running out and will eventually be coming to a stop.

I really hope your life will be better out there than it was here.

I really wish to bid goodbye without a tear but I know that will be really hard.

I just want to thank you for the friendship you gave me. The love, the care, the memories, the advices you gave me, and all those times you took the worry off my head.

I know that you’ll be able to survive out there and will be able to move on without a care but I wish I was the same. I’m sorry if I was too connected.

My superfluous feelings mixed in with the guilt is something I cannot control when you’re around.

It’s hard to say the smallest things, it pains me to even say “see you later.”

Good luck out there.

Hoping that you’ll be able to start off anew without much emotional obstruction.

I love you.

Good bye.