Hey, I'm still hurting from what you did to me. I realized you didn't love me, painful truth to accept but necessary nonetheless. I've been dying to tell you about how I got a scholarship for Europe, how I lost ten pounds, how I made two new awesome friends, how I've been wanting to do shirt filming. I found awesome songs, pictures,mtexts and places I wish I could show you. I went to therapy and I was told I didn't have a disorder, it's just that I'm hurt and resented. It was relieving to know. I also miss you a lot, then I remember what you did to me, and then I feel disgusted. I know you'll never see it as betrayal, but it was. I hope we both move on happily and are able to become friends someday in a few years but please never tell me if you fall in love with someone else, not again .