I know that it happened years ago. I don’t know why I hold on it to so much, but I do. How can I tell you that every single day, EVERY DAY, I think about her. I think about what you did to me. How you made me feel. It was the worst day of my life. And how can I tell you that being with you is the hardest thing in the world to do? EVERY DAY I am reminded of her. A sign off the freeway. A food you mention you tried once. A place you went camping. I think, did you do that with HER? I love you. I love you sooooo much. And I will stay with you until the rest of forever. But I can’t forgive you, I never will.