Had another dream about you last night. You were broke and didn’t have the money to pay your restaurant bill. I didn’t care. I never loved you for money. It doesn’t seem to get any better. I wonder if it will always be this way. Am I always going to miss you so much? Will we meet again down the road? Is this why I can’t let you go? I received a facebook memory that I left for myself 1 yr ago. “He was never going to be the man you needed him to be, and nothing you could do was going to change that.” I so wanted it to be different. Perhaps one day it will be.

Until that day, I love you and I let you go.