At 16 she taught me love, I made a childish promise to her that no matter what happend between us we could always be friends if it didn’t work out. It’s been 10 years since we first met, the distance that separated us. And the taboos that kept us apart. but I still think about you in ways that I shouldn’t. I thought about you at the worst times, even with other partners.

We’re not the same people we used to be and nothing about our love was ever straight cut. The full story is more complex than I could hope to write or even understand in a 2am moment of madness.

All i’ll say is that I’m sorry I broke my promise, I’ve got to go my own way.