Maybe you're right, Alfred. Sometimes, once gone, never coming back. In the end, all I get is prolonged pain. It's gonna be 2 months soon. It was that day. Time really flies. One blink, we're over and the next blink, I'm still not over you. They had a tinge of sweetness, not too little, not too much. I can't bear to do it but I have to. To go on and walk the next step, I have to get out of that shadow I've been living in for the past 2 months. I once loved you, and although I still do, I have to let go. Our history may be splendid but I believe the future is magnificent. You did make a huge impact in my life, honestly. Without you, I couldn't have learnt stuff that I didn't know were really important. Without you, I couldn't have learnt to be dependent on myself.

Although I'm going to let go, nevertheless, I'm still going to be your angel. I don't wanna see you in trouble with the law. I don't wanna see you go on the wayward side of life. Although I do not say anything about it, and at times I condone your behaviour, but still, please know it's wrong. Someone once told me, "All things are possible, if you just believe." That's right. I'm gonna believe. Even with the tiniest glimmer of hope, I believe you'll change. Honestly, I feel you're someone deeper than who you really are. Although you don't show it and I guess you can't tell for yourself, I know it. You know it's wrong but you do not wish to do anything about it. As your friend, I'm seriously very worried on how things would turn out in your future. You deserve better. In my prayers, in my thoughts, in my hope, there would be always you. It's because I want to see the best in you.

When you fall; when you're hurt; when you're happy; when you're joyous.
I'll be there. Ily.

Love, Fionella.