Today, I found myself slowly letting you go. It doesn’t hurt as much as it used to. I know I can do this. I have faith in myself. It doesn’t mean my love for you has fade away, it’s just that I’ve learned to accept the fact that we will never be more than just friends. I’m just so proud of myself today. I’m so proud that I can let you go, as slow as it may. Even if the love is still here in my heart, I know you’ll be happy with someone else. I know I cannot make you as happy as you are when you are with her. The love of your life. I’m still taking my baby steps, but as of now, I’m glad that I’m moving. As slow as I am, at least I have progress. Of course, if I have a choice I would love to be with you. But, who am I kidding? You’ll never look at me the way I look at you. You will never see the potential we have. You’ll never even consider me. I knew I have to let you go since months ago, but only today that I can actually see and feel the progress. I can feel myself moving a step ahead. I hope you’ll be happy with whoever it is that has your heart in her hands. I hope she will make you so happy, and care for you as much as I do. I hope she’ll love you more than I do, since you won’t give me a chance to prove that I can make you happy too. I’ll carry this love I have for you until I found someone worth loving as much or more than you. You’ve made me explore more into my feminine side, so thank you for that. It’s okay. We’ll be friends, alright. Good friends. Until you decide to get rid of me. Until then, I’ll stay as your friend. I love you, T. :’) Somehow, I hope you will come across this and know that this is about you. Baby steps, but I’m moving.