Dear God,
I am sorry, for hurting myself.
I am sorry, for blaming her for all my sorrows.
I am sorry, that I couldn't find the strength in myself to let go her,
To bare the sight of her being in love with someone else.

I realized that its okay that she is not in love me. I realized its good that she is in love with someone who makes her happy.
I am truly happy that she is happy.

I know you'll have something in store for me, I am gonna forgive myself for all the pain that, I put myself through and I am gonna do what makes me happy. I am not at peace now but I am sure I will find it someday.

PS.
A withered Soul.