Its Started Again

Dear Him,
You played your guitar today. You played a goodbye song. A song to end this phase of your life. The phase that includes me. I cried. Not only for the fact that I'm loosing you, but for the fact that you're loosing EVERYTHING I know I shouldn't but... I pity you. I pity YOU. Pathetic, right? Even after you hurt me so badly, I STILL cry for you. Why? Becasue. I love you.
Love,
Her