Je suis désolé

I'm sorry. I really am.

But I have to tell you this. You're a good person. You deserve so much more, so much more than I am willing to give.

I don't know what happened, or how it happened, or why it happened but all I know is that it did. You know, once - not too long ago - I couldn't get enough of you. You were like cotton candy that I had to keep eating, always always because not doing so would kill me and it almost just did sometimes. But now, now... I don't know. I look at you, and I feel ... nothing.

Nothing.

I don't want you. I don't hate you. I don't miss you.

There's just nothing.

I know I promised you that I would try. I know that I promised you forever. And ohgod, forever with you looked so beautiful then. So promising. I tried to see myself with you; growing old with you, raising our kids. But that was then.

I don't anymore.

I don't love you anymore.

I'm sorry. I really am.

But it's over.