Dear Sam,

What can I say besides I'm sorry? I know that it's not something you'd want to hear from me right now but I am sorry. I'm angry. Angry at myself for the way I treated you. I didn't realize how much I actually loved you until I was hurting you. Once again I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hurting you. You know that I've been going through a lot since last year and being with you made everything a little better. My therapist told me to write a letter to no one in particular but I choose you. You're never going to read this but I picked you because you were the one person I felt like I could tell everything too and you wouldn't judge me. You loved me Sam and it was too late when I realized that I did love you back.

Color Me Mine. When you first said those words to me I thought you were joking. But now it's the only place I wish I was. I wish I was wearing your tee shirt and sitting by your side painting a mug or whatever you do there. This just shows that I took you for granted. You were always the perfect person the perfect boyfriend and I was a slut. Well maybe not a slut but I'm not really sure what I would call myself. It wasn't the Quinn Fabray that I wish I was. I'm sorry for acting like a slut.

Maybe we can be friends. I hope we can be friends because I couldn't imagine a life without you. Even if I wished we were more I'd still like to be your friend, probably not now but sometime in the future. You know that I don't have a lot of friends and now with Santana…nevermind. Just don't forget about me Sam. I'm not sure how I should end this letter. It's nothing formal so sincerely isn't in order. I do love you but I should probably get over that fact. So because you aren't actually going to read this I'll just say good bye and I'm sorry.

Quinn.


Dear Quinn,

I've always heard that writing letters to people without sending them is a good way to let out emotion and I have a lot of things I want to say. I can't say them to you because you probably won't want to talk to me after what I did. I don't hate you if you think that I do. I hate myself for letting you break my heart. Was it something that I did? If it was you should have just told me and I could have fixed it. We could have worked things out. I'm sorry for dating Santana before I broke up with you. I guess that was a really shitty thing to do but I felt really shitty at the time. I wish this wouldn't have happened. I wish she wouldn't have convinced me to break up with you. I wish I didn't miss you so much. I wish you wouldn't look so sad. I wish it wasn't me who was making you said. I wish we could go back to the beginning and do things differently. There are tons of other things I'd say to you but my hand is getting sore from writing.

Talk you next time, Sam.