I wish there was a way to tell you how much you broke me. I cried for weeks. You broke up with me and I called cjs sobbing. I had never loved anyone else. But you didn't want me anymore. I'm glad you did what was best for you. You are now happy with her. But I'm more scared now than ever to flirt or talk to anyone who might care. I'm scared of being broken again. I'm talking to this guy right now who has an amazing personality but I can't think about pursuing it without hurting because of you. You. Were perfect. You knew how to make me feel better when I didn't think no one else could. I know you did love me but I wish I knew why you stopped. I wish I knew what I did wrong. But you're happy and that's all that I care about. I wish you the best. Goodbye Jack.
