I know it’s a little late to be writing a broken heart letter to you, or maybe even to still be broken hearted, but I am. We met all the way back in seventh grade, I still remember every single detail. Spanish class, period 2, ms.vosper. Me and you were put next to each other, totally turned away from each other for the duration of class, until the end. I asked you what team you were on, and you said M. The entire day was spent thinking of you, and what I would say to you tomorrow’s class. The next day I walked into class happy as ever, until I found out you had asked for your class to be changed. This was the first time you let me down. The rest of the day, I felt down. I don’t know why I was so upset, I don’t know why I had instantly formed an attatchment to you. But I had, and it never seemed to shake off. Even though you switched your class, which to this day I still never figured out why, me and you became close. We had formed a connection, is what you said to me. I was a fool for you, you were my first love. I felt so strongly for you. When you started to hurt me, and I left you, you always came back for me. And at first I thought that was love, if you let something go and it comes back, it’s yours, right? No, I was wrong. I thought you came back because you loved me, but you came back because you missed someone who was easy, you missed taking advantage of the fact that I loved you with everything in me. And now you have someone knew, and you left me in the dust. I hope she makes you feel on top of the world, and I hope she’s everything you want and more. But I know when you guys are done, you’ll be right back to me. But this time, i won’t be waiting around miserable for you to realize what you lost, because I’ve done that way too many times. I’ve given you chances and chances and it’s time to stop trying to work things out, and let you go. It’s been 7 months, and I’m still struggling to wake up without you being my first thought. Logan, I still love you dearly, but it’s time to let you go, for real this time. The hurt you have caused me will never be repaired, but im glad for all the lessons that a broken heart has taught me. One day you’ll be sorry for all this, and I hope one day it bites you in the ass. But until then, I wish you the best.