It's good to know you don't hate me, even if you don't forgive me. I know it was unforgivable, and I regret it so much because I lost you. I don't know if it would hurt more if we still talked or if this silence continued. I just want to rewind to six months ago and start all over. I'd go through all that stress and anxiety all over again if it meant I got to keep you as a friend. It hasn't been the same. Our friendship ended as quickly as it began. Maybe it was meant to, I'll never know. I just know I won't be able to move on. I'll always hold this guilt in my chest, and I'll always miss you. I'm sorry.