What I believe now is that I gave you more effort than anyone may ever. I worked through heaven and hell and asked God and Satan what I’m meant to do for this broken girl. They touched my cheek and told me they were sorry too. There’s nothing I can do for you.
In 20 years you’ll return here. You’ll look over these words and remember the days when a boy loved you this much. You’ll wonder how it was possible. You’ll wonder how someone could have given so much for you when you gave so little. You’ll love me for an instant then. This letter is for that girl. This isn’t for you. I won’t give you anymore.