We were together for about a year. I don’t know what happened between us. I loved you; I really, truly did. And then. . . I don’t know. What I do know is that I’ve treated you like crap lately, and I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you in any way. We broke up yesterday, but we talked and we’re still friends. We both apologized. It was probably for the best that we broke up, but I still feel horrible. And I’m still sorry. I just hope that we will be happier being friends. In a way, I still do love you. Just not the way I thought I did. And I’m going to tell you this sometime soon. I should have told you yesterday, but everything happened so fast. And I didn’t know how to say it.