Dear Brandon,

We went through a lot together, you know? We had been friends since I was seven. We used to eat lunch together, we slept over at each other's houses in a very innocent best friend type of way. But as I got older, I started seeing you in a whole new light. I do believe I started falling in love with you, if I do say so myself. So I kissed you. And damn that kiss was amazing. You later asked me out. We were doing great for months and months. But then you were visiting your grandma in Canada, and you met Grace. The better me. A few inches shorter, about 20 pounds lighter, perfect vision and not a flaw in sight. And that's when you decided cheating on me was a great idea. Wanna know something really funny? I forgave you. You cheated on me and I forgave you. Not because I was that in love with you but because I was scared of losing you. I was so scared of losing you, did you knos that? So later that year, we're doing great agaim, and you dump me. For her, for Wendy. She is so so much older than you, so why? You're 16. She's 36, and married.... how is that a good idea?? But anyway, I've already told you that. So instead I'm just going to say I'm sorry. Sorry for wasting my years being in love with you. Sorry for forgiving you. Sorry for ever kissing you.