I am not surprised you broke up with me, but I am still devastated. Its all I can do to function. You have sent email and a few texts – but I fall apart every time I see your name on my phone.
I brought your stuff to you so you wouldn’t need to come here. I know you didn’t want to face it.
I am not sorry I love you. I still think it is the right thing, even if you can’t love me. I should know by now that I am not lovable.
I wish you well, but I need time to try and recover from the pain. I’m sure I will see you, and I will want to try and engage you in conversation, but it won’t work for now.
I just need a little time and space to get used to being alone again.