Last night I cried. Last night I wondered about you. How could you just disappear and not expect me to worry? Of course, that was seven months ago. But for months afterwards, I wondered if you were ever going to come back.

After you and I, I closed myself off. I cut off anyone who cared about me, and drowned myself in loneliness. I think I thought that I deserved it. After being hurt so much by others and thinking that you were different... you hurt me. So I thought something was wrong with me. Something about ME made people I cared about, want to hurt me.

I couldn't deal with myself. So, two months ago I got really depressed, I cried, I wanted to hurt myself. I didn't though. And after a week, I realized I was over you. Or at least I was getting there. I knew that I could move on and find somebody new. And I didn't, not right away. I think I was still unsure of myself. But I worked at it. And I did find someone else.

I am not with him right now, but that's okay. He didn't leave me the way you did. Because he still cares. He wants to be with me, and I'm glad for that. It makes me happy to know that he cares about me. And he had a reason for leaving. It made it okay for him to go because I know he's coming back. I know that he'll be in my arms soon. I know that I can wait.

I forgive you though. So you don't have to worry about apologizing to me. I'm glad for the hurt you caused me. You always said I was stronger than you and now I believe you. It doesn't matter if I find you now, or if I ever see you again. I know that life will continue on with out you. And I didn't know that before. But if I'm strong enough to write this letter, than I'm strong enough to say that I loved you and lost you and that's the end.

My only problem is, I waited so long for you that I didn't realize how bitter and horrible I was becoming. But I do have to thank you, you opened up my eyes. Heartbreak comes with a pretty face. I'm just sorry I fell for you.

Good Luck,

Jess.