You know sometimes I wonder what it would have been like if I had never met you at all. You became and did everything you said you wouldn’t. You have hurt me time after time, but the most painful things are not what you’ve done but what you didn’t. I wanted you to fight for me, Andy. I wanted you to try. We both know I’ve tried. I tried a lot. What if I hadn’t made a special effort to go to the fair so many times just to see you? What if I hadn’t made such an effort afterwards to get us together? What if I didn’t give you that second chance after me and that other girl found out about one another? What if I didn’t believe your promises, your words, my benefit of the doubt? Well I would definitely be in a much better state than I am right now. I’m broken and hurt and scared I will never find somebody. I even told you I had just been recently hurt and was scared it would happen again. You promised you would never dream of hurting me. Then why did you? Time after time you let me down. You always had some reason for not coming to see me. I went to your dance but you didn’t come to mine. You’ve found a new girl now. You tell me you don’t want to mess things up with her. You actually try for her. Why couldn’t you have done that for me? Was I really not worth that much to you? Did I not mean that much to you? I really should hate you for all you’ve done to me, but I just can’t. I wish I could, would make this a whole lot easier but I can’t. To be completely honest, I still wish you would come back to me fighting. I know you won’t. So I’m left here with nothing else but a new found fear to trust people and that feeling of loneliness. And that fear, that fear that I won’t find someone that will make this all worth it.