Dear Lovely,

When I hear that damn song by the Rubins I think of you.

When I see that damn dog, Jax, I think of you.

When I watch that damn show called Lucifer I think of you.

I'm always thinking of you.

I didn't think this would be smart;

I didn't want to tear you apart;

I didn't mean for it to start;

I didn't want to break your heart.

I had to end it because of the distance.

I chose to end it because we're too different.

I wanted to end it because it's too damn complicated.

I'm sorry.

Sweet dreams~