I love you. I know about her and, even though it should, it changes nothing. You're selfish and manipulative, and you don't deserve it, but I do love you. That's love...that's something you'll never understand.

Confession #1: When I said you were lucky to have her, I really meant she was lucky to have you. And I wanted you to say, "She's not as perfect as you."

Confession #2: As much as I want to forget you, I'm learning every day just how impossible that is. When I promised you forever, I had no idea it would be like this.

Confession #3: The only reason I tell you about him is because I want you to realize how much you regret letting me go. I want you to wish you were him, because I wish I was her.

Confession #4: Sometimes when you IM me out of the blue, I get a little rush. I guess a part of me can't stop hoping that you'll finally want me back.

Confession #5: Sometimes it helps to wear your sweatshirts and cuddle your stuffed animal. At least I can feel closer to you for a few minutes.

Confession #6: Yes, I was trying to get in that fight with you. Yes, I was hoping you would fight back. But I'm not even worth your anger anymore.

Confession #7: Sometimes I think it would be easier just to never speak to you again. But then I think about losing you for good and I decide to suffer through it.

Confession #8: I make my life sound better than it really is. I like to sound happier, maybe you'll believe I'm actually okay without you.

Confession #9: After I told you I didn't want you anymore last night it took everything in my power not to chase after you and tell the truth.