You were my best friend, the only person who actually gave a shit about me. You meant so much to me. Why was it that easy to get up and leave? I know you we’re hurting but I tried so hard to help you but I still wasn’t good enough. It seems like I’m never good enough for anyone. Maybe that’s why they leave. But with you it was different you promised to always be friends with me remember? But I hope you’re happy with James I hope he makes you happy; something I couldn’t do.