I'm sorry that I had to move on. But we had our rules, and part of it is just hoping you've moved on, too. I don't believe what they say--I think you're back home, living your life.

I don't know.

Either way, you (literally) fell right into my life and I'm glad you did, even if in the end, we only wind up friends.

As for you three, you had better be safe. I'm having trouble on my own, and the reason that is, is because you've been so good at helping me, at supporting me. I'm not used to not having it. But just because you aren't here, it doesn't mean anything. I have Brenda and Paco here, and even when I'm alone, I'm never alone.

I'm loved.

I'm sorry for the craziness I've brought into your lives. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused. Thank you for loving me so much anyway. I think of you every day, and I'm trying to do the things I think would make you proud.