November 8, 1999
Dear Jake,
There are so many things I'd like to say to you, but apparently I'll never get the chance. I'd like to tell you how much I wish it wasn't over. I miss you. We had a lot of good times together.
In the last two weeks, the only times I cry is when I remember the wonderful things that have happened.
July 29, 1999. The day we met in person. I remember we just kept looking at each other. I thought you were pretty cute, but I told Angela I didn't know if I could like you because you were so short- not much taller than me.
July 30, 1999. We hung out again, this time with Jessica and your brother. We went for a drive and sitting next to you made my whole body tingle. And when we got back to your house, you reached out your hand to help me out of the car. It was so sweet.
August 4, 1999. Our first kiss. It was just a peck, but I remember feeling so happy.
And things quickly progressed to August 25, 1999 at 1:30 in the morning, the first time we had sex. I was nervous and excited and you were so sweet and gentle.
From then on, we've had sex every time we've seen each other. But all those times made me so happy.
I'd also like to tell you how stupid I think you are. You are losing so much by giving up on me. I was willing to give you exactly what you wanted. I was letting you fuck me then not talk to me for weeks. You had a great girl and you lost her.
I'd like to tell you how hurt I am. You were my first and you didn't care about me. I ache inside because I gave you something that I can't give anyone else. I don't regret it, but you didn't deserve it.
I'd like to tell you I'll never forget you. But I never will because I won't let you know that you've broken me.
