To the person I'd once said "I love you,"
Goodbye.
You had once meant the world to me, or at least, that's what I thought. I don't know anymore. I've done so much thinking and so much wondering if I've ever been truthful to you. I don't know. I don't think so. That's why I'm saying goodbye.
I'm sorry I couldn't tell you. In truth, if I tried to speak, I'd never have the words; that's why I wrote this. I wrote this down because maybe then you'd understand what I am trying to say. You might call me a sociopath. You might call me heartless.
But this is who I am.
I don't think I can love, not in the way you love me. I thought everyone felt this way, but that's a lie. I can't describe it as anything but emptiness. That's what I feel when you say "I love you," because no matter how much I'm attracted to you, I can't love you.
Not like that.
So I say goodbye. I say goodbye to the liar. I say goodbye to who I was. I say goodbye because now I know, I only hurt you.
And I'm sorry.
Sincerely,
The one you once loved