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I know you’re a good guy. And you only have the best intentions for me. I may be Bella to you, but I’m sorry. You can never be my Edward. Believe me when I say that I really tried to feel what you were feeling. There even came a point when I just wanted to hear you say those three pivotal words and I would have said them back. Now it’s too late. I’m tired of waiting for you to be honest with me. I feel like you’re also holding back, like you’ll only put yourself out there when you know you’ll get something good out of it. This love thing? You were not really selfless about it.

But even if we were this close to being something more, there’s also something that holds me back. It’s your past that’s always haunting me…telling me that we’re not meant for each other that way. I was always struggling because I’m hurt. I couldn’t live with the fact that you’re not born for me, like there will always be this possibility that you belong with someone else. Because let’s face it, you do.

But even if we did end up together, it wouldn’t have worked out. Because the more I got to know you, the more I got to learn that we’re two entirely different people. We don’t have anything in common. Our worlds don’t reciprocate what we are…who we are. Trust me, you wouldn’t want to be with a girl like me.

So I’m saying this...again. I’m sorry that it had to end this way. But if it’s any consolation, I would really want us to be friends, just like we used to be. No complications, no drama – just back to normal.