I don’t even know… All I can say is that I know that nothing I say will make it better. I know I left you out of fear. Fear that I would be stupid. That I would get carried away and let things get out of hand. It was all going too fast. I wasn't sure if I was doing something right or wrong. I fell into peer pressure. There were so many people against “us”. My feelings were unstable because of several factors. You caught me in a stage in which I was just playing around with people. I was trying to get over someone; I was looking for someone to help me forget… I had the whole sexuality question within me. I was very confused.
I won’t deny that what I had with you wasn't special. It was. I enjoyed being with you. You are a great person to be with. The only thing I regret about being with you is that I hurt you. I was too unstable; I still am. I should have thought twice about everything. But I didn't because I’m stupid. You don’t know how sorry I am. You have no idea on how much I think about you daily because I know I fucked up bad. I should have waited until I could have sorted out my feelings towards everything. I know you cared… I feel terrible. I don’t want to override your feelings and act as if nothing happened; I know it did.