I never thought that I would be writing a Dear Jane letter. I was pretty sure that I would be on the receiving end of them. But never writing one. Thinking about you. Trying to write the letter in my mind. Listening to love songs. Feeling my feelings. Not wanting the songs to affect my thoughts and writing. I see your face in my mind. This is going to hurt you and I am sorry. But it might be the best thing for us.