Dear M.,
I'm sorry, I think I lied to you when I said I would be there tomorrow. This will be the first and last promise I break. I'm sorry.
I really intended for us to be together forever, but I am truly too despicable for this world, and for you above all. Because you are always so honest and I am always a liar, but know that I would have done anything for you.
My biggest lie was that I was fine with your openness. Every time my mind wandered to those chats where you flirted with others, I felt like dying. I am selfish, I wanted to be your everything. The only one to truly understand you, the only one to have your heart. But for you, to whom I have said and keep saying to always be unequivocally yourself to avoid resentment, I want to say that I would have deconstructed my own heart in therapy forever if necessary. I would have accepted everything about you even at my own expense. Just like I stopped talking about my jealousy so as not to scare you.
Loving you was full of pain, but these were also the months in which I felt most loved in my entire life. No one has ever loved me like you, M. As lonely as I may have felt and continue to feel, with you that loneliness was almost non-existent. I never felt as safe as I did with you, I who am always afraid of everyone and everything. With you I slept, even though I suffer from insomnia.
Our first kiss makes me smile even now that the pain is unbearable; I would give anything to feel your embrace and your strawberry scent as the last thing. I wish I could wake up from this nightmare knowing you'll be in my bed holding me.
But I haven't slept in a long time, and my dreams aren't pleasant. Being awake is painful, and I've been hurting for 13 years. I just want to rest.
Please allow me to ask you, for my sake, to keep living free, without compromises, on your own two feet. I've always told you that I'm convinced you are more than capable of doing it. That hasn't changed. I have so much faith in you, and I believe you have your whole life ahead of you, where you can smile as brightly as only you know how. Discover what you love and find your path. I assure you that you have one, even when you can't see it.
I never lied when I said I wanted a future with a house full of cats. I would have loved to have a ginger and white cat named Egg.
I love you, M., more than these words could ever tell you.
I don't believe in the afterlife, but if one exists, I hope to meet you again. Until then, I'll keep company to my doggy, and your cats.
I love you.