I’m leaving you. There, I said it. It has taken me some time to get the courage up to tell you, but it’s not fair to you or me and it’s time I moved on. We’ve been together for a little over 4 years now and have gone through many ups and downs. It is time I got off this roller coaster.
When I was with Vancouver for all those years, I didn’t even give you a second look because you were too similar and Vancouver is well, Vancouver. Then I met San Francisco and although for the four years we were together we definitely had a good time, it seemed fleeting and family and settling down was important to me. You called me up quite unexpectedly that one day to console me and I am so grateful.
We started out as friends, and had many of the same interests. You made it really easy to see my family and they seemed to like you pretty well. You and I had a lot of affection for each other but never quite fell in love. It may be because we faced a lot of emotional tragedy in the short time we were together and I don’t think I can recover from that. Every time I look at you I am reminded of losing so many loved ones and I need my heart to heal.
I was going to go for a fresh start with someone new, but San Francisco called me and wants me back. Apparently things will be different now and I need to reconsider the reasons I left in the first place. Also, because I want to be totally honest, I am crushing on Los Angeles a bit and it seems reciprocal so I’m going to see where that goes. For now, though, I am going to see if I can work things out with SF because quite frankly, my heart never left.
So, Seattle, my last day with you is July 17th. My bags are almost all packed and I’m saying goodbye to friends tonight. I sincerely hope that you and I stay in touch and can remain friends because I would like to hang out from time to time. I hope you stay beautiful inside and out and don’t let anyone tell you that you shed too many tears, that’s what makes you so vibrant.