I'm going to fight with myself, I'm going to hate myself, I'll be in denial, sometimes I'll go about life as if nothing has changed until I remind myself again, and I'm going to keep thinking about you, quite often, too often, everyday, but one day, sooner or later... I'll just stop doing so, and thats the day a blank slate really starts and I'll move on with my life and I'll be happy, and sooner or later you'll be happy...happier. Just as it has with every other relationship before ours, things will become clear with time, we weren't right for each other. And don't doubt that there is someone better than me out there for you, and when you meet her I hope you'll know what to do and if she gets the person in you that I wanted to be with, from the start, then in my eyes she's with the closest person to the man of my dreams.

The last week was probably the closest to perfect our relationship had gotten, and I'm glad we atleast got to experience what things could have been like. Hope you do go see New York someday and have a blast.

Take care my favourite blanket snatcher.