Hiya,

This is the last time I’ll write to you. It’s been a year and a half since I met you and toady you were finally strong enough to block me on everything (thank you!)

You’ll always be the person that I think of when I cut my sausages in half to check their cooked, when I stargaze or when I walk past the park.

I still mean everything I said to you the final time we spoke and you’ll always be my 1%.

I love you

Goodbye