I've made my decision to end this relationship.
I hate to sound cruel, but I can't go through with it.
I hate to crush your heart again, but my feelings belong to someone else.
I'll admit: at first, my soul burned intensely hot for him.
My heart palpitated whenever anyone even mentioned his name.
As the years passed, the love deep in my heart for him began to wane;
Slowly drifting away like a sailboat out to sea;
Dying like a flower that has been deprived its life-giving water.
But then my feelings flared again for him, and this flame of love cannot be extinguished by time or another person.
I'm sorry that this couldn't last,
but if you think about it, you never really loved.
When did you call me? When did you visit me? When did you hold me?
This is my decision:I'm leaving you.
