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Dear Adrian,
I'm not really sure why I'm writing you a letter. I know you'll never see it which is for the best because nothing can ever change. I love my husband and my family. I made a choice to lose you and I did. That's the way it has to be. I just wanted to let you know that there are so many things I would change if given the chance. Do you rememeber when you asked me out? I wish I could go back and tell you no. I would tell you that I'm not a joke and if you want me then prove it. I felt so insecure, wondering if you really wanted to go out with me or not. I would also change what we did at Michael's house that one day. You made me feel so cheap making out with me in his bed while everyone else is in the next room. Then probably talking about me after I left. And for the record I didn't jack you off because I had no idea what that meant and I was too afraid to tell you. I wish that I would have been more honest with you. Telling you exactly what I was thinking and feeling. I know I can't change the past and sometimes I wish I could. If I could maybe we would still be toghether. Maybe we would have a family or something. Maybe you wouldn't be the druggie I see now in all your facebook photos. Then again, maybe we wouldn't be. I have so much I want to say, but I don't know how. I'll just leave it at this. Good bye and I'm sorry we didn't part on better terms.
I'm not really sure why I'm writing you a letter. I know you'll never see it which is for the best because nothing can ever change. I love my husband and my family. I made a choice to lose you and I did. That's the way it has to be. I just wanted to let you know that there are so many things I would change if given the chance. Do you rememeber when you asked me out? I wish I could go back and tell you no. I would tell you that I'm not a joke and if you want me then prove it. I felt so insecure, wondering if you really wanted to go out with me or not. I would also change what we did at Michael's house that one day. You made me feel so cheap making out with me in his bed while everyone else is in the next room. Then probably talking about me after I left. And for the record I didn't jack you off because I had no idea what that meant and I was too afraid to tell you. I wish that I would have been more honest with you. Telling you exactly what I was thinking and feeling. I know I can't change the past and sometimes I wish I could. If I could maybe we would still be toghether. Maybe we would have a family or something. Maybe you wouldn't be the druggie I see now in all your facebook photos. Then again, maybe we wouldn't be. I have so much I want to say, but I don't know how. I'll just leave it at this. Good bye and I'm sorry we didn't part on better terms.