You will know this is written for you. When your beautiful green eyes scroll across these words, your heart will flutter, as will your stomach, and, with guilty pleasure, you will reminisce, for a moment, on the way you felt when you were with me… When you loved me… When you told me you were happier than ever.
I have to say this for closure. I never sent you those horrible messages. She did (from my phone). I’m sorry that it happened. I’m sorry you were hurt. I’m sorry you don’t love me the way I love you.
P.S. Flowers? Really? You hate getting flowers. You said it yourself – LAME. How about a song? :/9