My inner self is very conflicted about my own relationship to Rose:

I loved her, and then she broke up with me.

I hated her, but then I am starting to aware of my own problems.

I love her again, but I know she never wanted to see me again.




It used to be complicated, as it appears to me in how to make her happy, and it was still wanted.

Now things are simple enough : Just stay up of her sight. Not very wanted.



Believe me, my dearest, I still love you, and for that I try my best to conceal my emotions for you. I love you, Rose, I love you very much and therefore I can give up upon you, so that I may forgive you, and I may forgive myself.

I am not sure, but I am still trying, god helps me.