What's stopping me- a letter from Chester

Marget
Why can't I forget you? It's been a while now, I'm an afterthought to you, but I can't seen to move on. Am I frightened of changing? Am I that alone that I don't see that your life and my and moved on pasted the point of return? There are days where I don't feel it anymore, but others were I would do anything to have you return to me. Yet I know this can not be the case, I must move forward, even if each time I do I find cliff falls. Even when we do have time to talk the love that you once had has left your voice, and has been turned to another. I know that it's time to leave, it's hard for before you I had not had the courage and strength that was with me when you were near. Or it may of been I had those things but had not used them before you. Maybe it's time that I use those things, and notice that this letter will never be seen by you, but only addressed to me. So when I close this letter, the love I send will be more to myself than that of you. Thank you for what you taught me even though it was without your knowledge.
Love
Chester Lewis Garrett
1946