YOU TOLD ME YOU IGNORED ME SO THAT MY FEELINGS WOULD GO AWAY? SO THAT I WOULD HATE YOU? YOU MADE ME HATE MYSELF, YOU MADE ME FEEL GUILTY BECAUSE I BROKE OUR FRIENDSHIP. I’M SORRY! OK?? I TRIED TO STOP MY FEELINGS. NOW YOU HURTED ME MORE THAN I HURT MYSELF CUTTING MYSELF ON PURPOSE . I LOVE YOU. I KNOW THIS IS WRONG… I’M SORRY, I WANT TO TALK, OR MAYBE A CLOSURE. I WANT TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT YOU AND HIDE IT FOR MYSELF UNTIL I’M READY TO SHOW IT TO THE WORLD. YOU WERE THE VERY FIRST PERSON TO GIVE ME BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH, MAKE ME SMILE WHEN I THINK ABOUT YOU, SING SONGS ABOUT YOU. BUT YOU WERE ALSO THE FIRST PERSON TO MAKE ME FEEL THIS PAIN… MAYBE I THOUGHT IT WOULD WORK, MAYBE I ASKED FOR TOO MUCH, BUT MAYBE THIS THING WAS ALSO A MASTERPIECE TILL YOU TORE IT ALL UP… YOU REPLIED, TO MY TEXTS, TO BREAK ME AGAIN. I’M SCARED TO LOVE AGAIN. TO FEEL THIS PAIN. FINE! FORGET ABOUT ME, FORGET ABOUT US. I’LL TRY. BUT I WON’T STOP CARING. I STILL LOVE YOU. – SCC (my initials)