Dear T,

I ended up loving you in a way in which I never thought I would love anyone. You deserve a lot of credit for getting me to the point where I could hand my heart over to another person.

The bad news is, you broke it. The worse news is, while I used to think you wouldn't fix it, I'm beginning to feel that it's more like you can't.

The good news is, I have come this far and I think I can go further.

The bad news is, I think I need to do that with another T. Someone who can meet my basic needs.

I don't want to give you up, but I think I'll be stuck here forever if I don't. This is killing me inside.

Love,
Sally