I love you...but you don't love me. I have loved you my entire life. I still remember the first time I realized I loved you. We were four. We had been playing tag with a group of kids all afternoon when I fell and scraped my knee, I remember you sat down next to me wiped to tears of my face and kissed my knee 'better' and you told me how that was a magical kiss that made the biggest ouchies feel better. That was when I fell in love with you. But this letter is not to tell you of all the many times I realized I loved you this is to explain all the times you broke my heart. Edited by @Stroke0fGeniusAll Rights Reserved