Serena,
We will always be connected, we will always love each other, but we are so different that we can't be together. I could say all those words about how I'd turn my life upside down and inside out for you, but the past year has shown that actually, neither of us is willing to do that. That in the end, we don't fit, we don't work, that you thrive in the home environment and I just feel trapped. No matter how much I love you, it's not enough. I can feel an invisible thread between us, connecting us, nothing will break it, it will always be there. But, love and compatibility are not the same thing.
Remember, no matter where you are, we are always under the same moon, the same stars. Look after yourself and be happy.
Love always,
Bernie x
Serena looked at this letter, looked at Bernie's familiar hand writing and ran her fingertips over it, feeling the indentations in the paper. She noticed a small patch with a different texture, where the ink had run slightly. Had Bernie cried a little when she wrote this, had a tear dropped onto the paper?
Maybe this was the last letter, Serena's heart sank, even though she knew it was the right thing to have done. Maybe she would never be over this woman, forever in her heart, a little piece of it never to return.