It will never be okay what you did to me, in what will be a month in a few days. I gave you everything I had…all of my love, all of my trust- imagine that, I trusted you because you made me believe you could be trusted. I placed my heart into your hands hoping you would keep your promise of not hurting me…and what did you do? You texted my sister and told her you didn’t love me anymore and there was nothing left, and you left me through her. After a year and four months, and that is the type respect that you gave me? You didn’t even have the decency to tell me goodbye in person when I came to drop off the ring you placed on my finger. I haven’t heard a single word from you since that day…and you will never understand how much you hurt me. You don’t do that to somebody that you presumably love. You hurt me more than you will ever know, and you know what’s funny and sad? I still hope it’s you in the end. In fact, I wake up every day and hope I’ll walk down the aisle towards you someday like it was planned…but even then I’ll never forget this. Not ever in a million years could I forget the hurt you placed upon me. And despite how much you hurt me, I love you. I’ve always loved you, since we were kids and since you lived next door to my dad. I used to tell him we were going to get married someday. I wish you knew how happy it made me when you came into my life again after so many years, and how incomplete I feel now that you’re gone again. I hope you come to your senses and come back to me, baby…because life isn’t the same without you in it.