"Dear Jon". How cliche is that? But then, everything is cliche for you. Say I love you, make the girl fall in love, leave her for her best friend. Try to get her back when you get dumped. Tear her world apart.. Tear MY world apart.

I don't know what this letter is about, except I'm sick of hurting because of you. I'm sick of wondering why, I'm sick of not being able to look you in the eye.. I'm sick of feeling like my angel is right there, but I still can't own him. Do you have any idea how bad it still hurts? How many times a DAY I sit and cry in my room? I never told you I loved you, did I.. Of course not. Sara doesn't fall in love.

I don't know what the point to any of this is.. Except it hurt. It hurts like all hell. It's your fault, and I don't want to blame you. I don't want to hate you, or yell at you, or accuse you. I just want you to love me again. And I know I'm pathetic..

And I know you were an angel.. And I know you stole my wings.