The Letter
Instead of hiding behind this blog, I decided to send you a letter with everything I thought. There are still a few things that I wanted to say, but I felt bad for hurting you so much, and didn’t want to say things that I thought would hurt you more. I keep finding pictures and emails and want you to know that I care for you, probably more than I’ll ever admit to again, only because I know that you could hurt me. You already are by the way you’re acting. And I’m really trying not to take it so offensively, I feel like I don’t have the right to after the way I treated you. Mostly, I just think that you should know that I really loved parts of you. There were things that I was stopping myself from loving about you because of my situation at the time. I was completely vulnerable, and wanted attention, and you gave it to me. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like I did, but it’s too late, and everything has changed, and I don’t know how to fix it. I am at a loss as to how to show you that you can talk to me again. I don’t think you’ll ever listen to me when I tell you that I’ve learned my lesson.
