Dear A,
I'm through, and I mean it this time. I've wasted too much time hoping that something would go my way. I'm coming out of this a lot stronger than I was before. I want you to know that.
You still don't know that you're the reason that most of my summer has been hard. You don't know how much you hurt me. I just want you to look at what you've done to me and be sad about it. I think that I deserve that much. Sarah's your best friend, and she's tried to tell you all of this, but you don't get it. You should KNOW what you've done. You broke my heart. Actually, the better way of saying is that you led me on, told me that we'd be together, and then went for my friend.
I've been faking a smile for two and a half months now. No more, because now it's a real smile. I'm moving on from you. Even if something should happen and you and K break up, and you think that you love me. I'll tell you that you missed your chance.
All of that being said, I wish you the best of luck with K. Everyone knew that you two would end up together anyway. I don't know what I was thinking trying to get in the way of that. I wish you love, and all the best. I'll always be around, should you ever need someone to talk to.
~Billy
P.S. Ignorance is bliss, they say. Is that why you didn't realize that you hurt me so much? You were too busy being happy.