I know I will never mean as much to you as you mean to me. You were sweet and magical to me. We had fun. Missing out on those wonderful feelings is awful. Seeing the sadness on your face made me know you knew what was about to happen. Why didn't you warn me, or stop it? I am the type who would never allow a friend to be harmed to help things be easier for myself. I worry about how much they might suffer. I couldn't do it. You were actually mean to me several times, but very nice too. It was confusing. That is no kind of way to live. I know you were looking for a friend. I take that seriously. When I say I would die for you, that is not a joke. But all I know is that my heart is broken and so sad and I am dead inside.