Hi, it's me! Madam.

Hi, Sayang,

I'm writing this letter fully aware that you may never read it. I've decided to freely express my feelings here instead of overwhelming you with my thoughts.

Saying "I love you" has become exhausting. You probably feel the same hearing it. 

Dear Sayang,

 

I don’t have to express much about how much I love you because it is already very obvious. I love you so much that sometimes I try so hard not to be at this level of love. Our situation is too complex and complicated. I know you care for me, you want me to be safe, but that’s all; we can’t improve our relationship to be more serious. There is also a “third person” whom I assume you already love. I can’t do much about it. Jealousy? Of course, I can’t lie. It causes me pain. But what’s more painful is how I still love you even though I know about this.