Dear Kevin,
I wish I told you how much you hurt me. I was always honest with you and at every chance I had I risked being humiliated by reaching out to you. You strung me along and made me watch as you went through different girls. I was never yours and you were never mine but for a brief moment you stopped pretending in front of friends for the sake of appearances. For a moment you actually opened up and laughed with me. Remember that?

How we laughed….then we kissed. Those kisses that I have been trying to forget. The ones that now haunt me whenever I kiss someone that’s not you. It’s inevitable that I see you again. More than I really can handle. But somehow saying any of this to your face will just hurt much more. I have realized that your respect and kindness should matter more to me than me being in love with you. Because even if you loved me back, without the respect and kindness it wouldn’t mean much.  

See you around buddy