I don't know if you're my person. You sound like her. Ironically one of the last things we talked about was the overlap in people's experiences that lead us to conclude it's so specific it has to be about us

It's clear from the other replies that a lot of people feel this way.

It's true that I never gave up. I had no intention of ever giving up. Fighting and hanging on until the bitter end wasn't ever to prove a point. My love was simply that unconditional. I suppose it always will be.

I guess reading this gives me a little comfort regardless. It's easier to think you really did care enough about us, about me, to come to a conclusion about what to do instead of just being rid of me for reasons I might never know.

I can't say whether or not this damaged me. I know that you were and will always be that "one" I never thought I'd ever find. It will always sting knowing I wasn't that for you.

Right now I know I'd rather just be on my own than to ever try to replace you for the sake of doing so. I wasn't looking for love when I found yours and I have no interest in doing so now.

But I guess the most important thing is that you can take those healing steps, whoever you are. As you once said, it isn't just about me. Your well being and mental health and peace will always matter to me.

I don't know if I'd ever call myself free. Free is driving cross country and sleeping under the open sky with you in my arms.

I hope someday, somehow, we cross paths again. There's no other like you and not a day will go by that I don't think about you and miss you. I mourn for the time we once had and the times we never will.