Dear H,
You mean so much to me, and I will never be able to express it in words. You know what to say and when, and sometimes the truth of your words makes me want to burst into tears. We’ve made so many good memories together; I’m always happy when I’m around you. But I don’t want to say it unless I know that it’s true, and I’m sorry. I don’t love you. Not like that.
Love, A.
January 27, 2009
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