Ugh…I don’t even know where to start. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I just started the worst break up possible. I did the deed. I finished it. I killed it. I killed the perfect relationship. You treated me like gold. Well after I waited two years of you being a tool. But eventually, you became perfect. I’m only nineteen…do you really know what you want? You’ve never been with anyone besides me…so how do you know. I don’t know. Im not scared to say it anymore. I don’t want to have regrets. Let me have this time. I should have never cheated. I went against all my morals, I felt that I “needed” it…And now I feel so much shame. You did it to me, but that’s no excuse…What do I do. I guess karma got me back this morning from this guy in my art class…but nothing close to how much pain I’m going to cause. I’m sorry, I love you with all my heart. But I really think I need a way out right now. Not out of a situation…but I need a way out from having my entire life planned out before me. I need to know my life is an adventure. I still wish you could be part of that adventure. You would be perfect. But what if I just want something…more? Something different. I still have so many years to life, I need to experience it. I hope we find each other again. If you can forgive me that is. And if not…then I love you, you deserve the best. The very best. You will someday find another “dream girl”, don’t worry.I don’t know if I’ll regret this, I’ll become depressed over it, miss us, miss you…but I just have to take that risk. I need to take this leap…so please let me.