Dear Heart,
He's gone. So what? I don't care. I never really loved that long haired jank anyway. If he didn't get his hair cut every week it would be as long as mine. That's just wrong. Plus I'm Hot, I mean REALLY hot and if he doesn't realize that then well, who needs him? I do. We do. I know, I know because I love him. And yeah maybe I always will. And I'm fine with that. But don't tell him that. Got it?