I cannot tell you how sorry I am neither of us got what we wanted from each other, or wanted to give the other. I know how much you wanted us to be friends and be there for me. I wanted that too, and to be there for you, however I could. But, I was also open to the possibility of more.
Perhaps, we misunderstood each other. Perhaps, we misunderstood ourselves. And here we are today, unable to be anything to or for each other.
Except a memory.
And a lesson learned.
We must let go.
We must move on.