I read it somewhere, in 9 out of 10 times, happiness is synonymous to "letting go". It's time to be happier.
Perhaps it is the valentine day after effect, of seeing too much of reds and pinks. Or just that I'm having the withdrawal symptoms of not having talked to you for over 15 days. Not that we talked everyday, but I knew you were always around. A text, call, ping or DM away. Now, you are not.
You have always known I've loved you. And despite the fact that you never shared similar feelings, you even lead me on. I knew this would leave me heartbroken, but you were the best friend I've ever had. I wanted to cling on to you, because it just felt if you're around, everything will be all right.
But now, after so many years of knowing you, for the first time, I have decided to let go. I revoke the power I had granted you to control my happiness. I know it is going to be tough for me, and that it does not matter to you, but, I'm sure I'm giving myself more chances to be happy.
I will stop looking for you in every person I meet.
But I still love you, will always do.