To the man who broke my heart, Although I knew I could never have you to myself I truly thought you loved me back. I have never stopped thinking about you for more than a few minutes at a time, but you made it clear you stop thinking about me. I asked you time and time again "why?" And if you were done and if we should end things and you never gave me a straight answer. You still tell me you missed me. You still touched me. I guess I wasn't the only person you touched. Now I feel stupid for believing your feelings were true. This is the classic "middle – aged man starts affair with women half his age" scenario. But you really had me going. Remember when you said you loved me? And sneakily grazing my skin so no one could see? Losing your love without an explanation drove me crazy. I'm sorry for going crazy, I never wanted to hurt you. At least now that your wife knows you can deal with your problems, which will make things better in the long run. Sorry, XO