I made a decision. It's bad news for our relationship, but I can swear that is the best for our lives, our hearts and our health too. Years ago I fell in love with you, with your crazes, with your defaults and obviously with your great points, so I decided to believe in you, to trust you when you were next to me saying: "You're fucking unique, the best that happened to me, the only one, and I love you". I really thought that it was true.
However, things have changed.
You, you moved on. You definitely moved freakingly on. They say they see you smile with a new girl.
And me, well there's not much to say. Here I am. In the middle of nowhere.
And yeah, I almost forgot. I made a decision and it's bad. I decided that I love you, I decided that I'll love you more and more everyday if it is even possible. I decided that, I will never ever stop loving you.
