I've been waiting for this day to come for so long. I thought it'll be such a relief.
But here it is. And there's no relief. Only void.

I used to be terrified of what I've felt.
And now I'm terrified of feeling nothing.

I don't regret, no. It's been wonderful to feel it - it's just that I've been living with this for years (love's a parasite, dear) and now, when it left me, I don't know what to do. I forgot this void that was feasting upon me before I met you.
Well hello again, Mr. Great Void.

Letting go isn't really what you can do to something, is it? Letting go is what this special something does to you.

So I must declare:
Years ago
I don't love you anymore.

I'm so sorry.

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