mister deejay.

I hope you can understand what I'm going through.
I hope you can understand why this had to happen.
I'm learning. I'm growing. I'm changing. I'm maturing.
You do not and cannot ever understand how painful it was to do this.
I wrestled with myself for days, arguing with myself. But I knew I had to do it.
It was never my intention to bring you hurt or pain.
People may try to spread rumors, but I hope you don't listen.
Others can say whatever they want, but that does not change my reasons.
Do not listen to them. Please. What they say isn't true.
I wish I could explain every thought in my head and make you understand.
During this time in my life I need a friend.
A friend like I had in you before any of this happened.
I hope and I pray that you will try to understand and things can go back to the way they used to be.
Back to before any of this. Back when I could to talk to you if I had a problem or when I needed a friend.
I miss then. I miss you. I miss my friend.
xoxo...number one