Dear K.J.T, 

Hey baby girl it’s your chunka munka, we’ve been done for no longer than a week now, and I still haven’t been able to handle this pain its almost as if my heart was ripped out and stepped on. The break up was suddenly and fast. I didn’t have one single chance to save it because of you had your mind made up already. Me loving you to the fullest I allowed it and listened to you. I had no intention of ever losing you we met at such a perfect time when both of us were young and lost. Even though I was a year older you always were the mature one. You molded me and I molded you… you are my rock my soulmate my everything and beyond. I write this goodbye letter to you because every last time I see you you’re just sick of me and I can’t bare but want to hug you and kiss your soft lips. But my heart aches more and more seeing you happier without me. I truly wish you found or find what you’re looking for. I just want to ask you if you know where your mind is made up and someone still takes it from you what do you do then? I write this as I cry and lay away. I have so much pain no anger but pain, we have so much that still connects us and I can only be saddened and grateful to still have a connection with you.. Te amo con toda mi alma mi vida. I will always you Karla, I will always be your baby, please cherish our moments together. 

Love Eduardo.