Dear Roy,
We've known eachother for so long. There are things that I have never said that I should have, and there are things that I'm sure I said that I shouldn't have. You've caused me to do and say things I never thought I was capable of. The way you make me feel when I'm around you, I'm sorry to say, is annoyance. But don't think wrong of those words. I just hate the fact that I can never say exactly what I want to. That in itself is annoying.
The day that you killed the homunculus, Lust.. I thought you died. You were still off and away from me, but I thought you were dead. She told me this, and I went crazy. I don't like to describe it that way, but I really let loose. I think I fired my gun a little over ten times. The pain was unspeakable, and I couldn't bare to think that I'd lost you. When you entered the room, you can't believe how relieved I was.
After the Ishbal war, I could have turned down the option to stay with the military. It was all very tempting. But there was one reason I couldn't leave, and that reason alone was good enough for me to stay. I had to protect you.
There's so many factors that interfere with any possible relationship we could have. I wish it could work, but both of us know that it's impossible without severing our jobs in the military. After thinking everything over, I think I'm come to a reasonable yet satisfying conclusion.
I love you.
I would do anything for you.
If anybody ever hurts you again, they're going to hear from me.
Please understand how much this hurts me to know that you could never be with me and continue on your journey to become Fuhrer. I wish for you to achieve that goal in every way possible.
Love,
Riza