She stared down at the keyboard, and a flood of emptions filled her. Despair, grief, indifference. All these where presant. But she couldn't write. The words just wouldn't come. She wanted them to know. She wanted him to know. She didn't want to leave them with nothing, no explaintion. But there were no words to say why. She herself wasn't quite sure herself.
"To Everyone who Cares for me..."
No, she decided, that wouldn't do, this letter is to him and him alone. She deleted the opener, and just skipped down to the body of the letter.
"Please don't feel that anything I've done is your fault. Its not. I have always made my own decisions. And I want it to be made clear that this is of my own doing. I don't want you to be sad. I'm no longer in the presanced of pain, so why should you take it upon you to tourture yourself on my account. No, please don't. Not for me. There will be no cliche's in this, such as, 'Goodbye, cruel world!' so on and so forth. The world has been kind to me.
"I suppose you want a reason as to my actions. There is only one. I cannot stay where there is love unreciprocated. I always thought that love was the most important thing in the world. And everywhere I look, I'm surrounded by it. But you can't love me. You never could. I'm not asking you to. That's why I have to go. It interferes with both your safety and mine. Its best this way, trust me.
"I hope that you find happiness someday. I hope that I do, as well. I will see you someday, Heero.
---Relena"
She pressed the send button and closed out of her e-mail. Picking up a small packed bag, she locked her office door and climbed out her ground level window.
"Goodbye, everyone," she thought, "I tried to be what you wanted me to be, but found that I couldn't. I have to be who my soul is calling me to be."
End Part One