I get it now.
You're not mine anymore.
There is no more 'us', or 'forever' or 'together'. It took me awhile to grasp that, considering that I thought we still had what we had. Now that I hear you say my name differently, I know what this is.
It's going to be tough for me to just let it go, but you already know this. But what a fool I am to think that over this whole weekend, we could still go back to the way we talked and treated each other. Boy, am I wrong.
You're different now. Colder. Distant. Afraid of some unknown force. I don't know how to help you anymore, or be there for you for this matter. You no longer have the same smile, the same look you give me, or the same warmth you radiate. You're different now, a different man from what I once knew. I don't know if this is good for you. I know it's not doing so well for me. But you know me, I'll get by.
I don't know what exactly to say now, but take care of yourself.
Perhaps I'll write again when I can find my words.
I love you.
But I no longer see that person in your eyes.
You're gone.