One year.

It's been exactly one year since you left.

I'm actually starting to let it all go, albeit slowly. I'm learning to enjoy the moments in my life again, finding myself, and love.

It's hard, yes. It's an emotional rollercoaster of a ride and trust me, I still regret my decision every day, but I'm learning to forgive myself. It's in the past. I can't change that. I can only move on.

I'm still sorry, Richard, for all the pain I have caused you, and every day, I wish I could make it right with you. But I'm sure you've moved on and doing well. I don't want to be that fragment from your past that drags you down.

And Richard, I've said it before and I'll say it again. I haven't stopped loving you and I probably never will. We may have ended things on bad terms, but you will always have a special place in my heart.

You've changed me, turned my life upside down. And that chapter may have passed, but that doesn't mean what we had was not real at the time. My love for you has evolved, no longer in love with you, but that doesn't mean I've stopped.

So thank you, Richard. Thank you for everything, even if these are the letters I will never sent. Talking to you through these letters really helped me move on. Thank you.

Maybe someday, when the time is right, our paths will cross again.

But until then, I wish you all the best. Cheers to the future.