We broke up a couple of weeks ago, I’ve told everyone except my mom.  It made things more real to me.  You helped me get through so much.  For a long time I was stuck on someone that really hurt me.  But you made me think maybe the things I wanted were not too much.  Maybe someone could actually love me.  So it hurt to know that I was wrong again.  Things are bad right now, and part of me is relieved you’re not around.  You would try to help and do so much; and I don’t deserve it.  Even though things ended badly, I hope you’re okay.  That things get better for you now that I’m not around.  You put so much aside for me, and I didn’t realize it.  Or maybe I did and I just took advantage of it.  If I did please forgive me. It was something unintentional and I was wrong for getting used to you handling things.  I won’t say I love you, because you leaving really broke me.  You asking me to wait to make up your mind, and then just walking away was the most hurt I’ve felt in a long time.  I get why you did it, but I know I wouldn’t be able to spend a day apart from you.  But maybe that just shows how much I needed you and how much stress I put you through.  I get it and it’s ok, be safe babe.