Hello,
I went to that beach we went to on our first date yesterday. I didn't feel anything. I felt at peace. I had been there before you. The beach doesn't belong to you and neither do I. Spring Break is here and I am home. You are so close and yet so far. I will never go to where you live.
I was a person before you. I can be a better person after you. I need to prepare myself for what is to come. The end is in sight, but with it will come a new beginning. I smoked last night even though I said I wasn't going to. It was only a little bit though. Unlike you I don't do it every single day. I am not afraid of myself. I can be happy. There is a determined, intelligent, beautiful person inside of me and she wants to turn her face towards the sun and live.
I am not even sure I want to be your friend. I lost track of the days it has been since we last spoke. 3ish weeks? What does it matter? In the end, you wanted to leave and that is what I am going to let you do. Leave.