You broke my heart. No, it was worse. First, you broke my heart but left me with hope, continuing to tell me you loved me. That you would wait for me. That we would be together. Then, through LJ, I saw that you didn't, that you were already into three other girls. That you didn't have the balls to tell me yourself. I screamed, I cried, I freaked out, I was shaking, I nearly threw up. But, I also threw out the ring you gave me, and broke the bracelet. Things were bad, but you made them worse. You told me you only "loved me as a friend" the whole time, but why didn't you tell me? Why did you set me up for this? I loved you so much, all along, and you knew it. This hurts.
Continue emailing me. Each one makes it just that much easier to get over you. I was ready to spend forever with you, ready to spend my entire life with you. You hurt me. You nearly killed me. I blame you.