I hurt you today. I was in a bad mood and slammed the door on you. Causing all your books to fall. I laughed but when I went to the bathroom, I cried. I'm sorry. I really mean it. You're my best friend and I can't lose you. Never. The rest of the day was a blur in tears. YOu should be sorry. You don't see, nor care, about how much I love you. My heart breaks when you talk about other girls. But I know you only tell me, because you trust me. I trust you so much. Sometimes I dream we're together, but wake up and cry because I know we can't. It's unbelievable to size of the lump in my throat right now. Even as I think and write this, it just keeps getting bigger. We say we love each other. I don't know if you mean it, but I know I mean it. With all my heart. So I'm sorry for what I've done to you, but you should be sorry to for what you're doing to me right now.