I tried so hard to get her out of my mind, I thought by not writing her back it would make things easier on me, easier on her. She needed to let me go. Still, the letters kept coming and the torture of hurting her continued. Every single time I read her letters I could feel her weeping. I destroyed her world and her spirit. What an asshole I was. Slowly over time the letters stopped coming. I was devastated, but I screwed things up on my own. I had to move on and try to erase her from my mind. Man, who the fuck was I kidding? I
