We had something together, you and I. You told me to wait until the fall because you didn’t want to start dating so close to the end of the semester.
I waited, you didn’t. Instead you found someone else over the summer who goes to our college even though you told me you didn’t want to start anything. It was like a knife in my back. I’ve forgiven you enough to be civil with you, but I’m not sure that I can ever completely forgive you.
I still wish the best for the both of you, I owe you at least that much for our time together.