Hey Carey.

I don’t know what to tell you.

I know that this is a temporary moment we exist in, but we all have to go. We all have to move on. You would know this. You should know this by now.

I know that we’re going to have to let this all go by, let it all sink into the past, let it all no longer be apart of us.

And I know that will be difficult.

That’s alright.

I know you will get better at letting these things go. I’m sorry to say that it’s my hand which will be forcing you there. I really didn’t want it to be me.

We were genuine friends, while you were in this state of hibernation.

We were genuinely close, and I don’t want to forget that, you know?

Like, I’m not handing you over.

You are just a product of the situation and cause.

You had to come back here because there was nowhere else to take you.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know how to explain it better. You know how it is with words.

I’m just doing what I’m supposed to.

Like, some of us are unlucky like this, and your fate is truly twisted.

I’m sorry, Carey.