I‘m the one who ended things, but I’m also the one who‘s secretly hurting and still attached. It will be okay. We can miss someone without wanting them to return. I ended things not because I stopped caring about you, but because it was the best for my mental health and for myself. You said to me you wouldn’t tell anything if our friendship comes to an end. I trust you with that. I’m not going to tell anyone anything about your secrets, because we promised each other that we would stay loyal and never tell anybody our secrets. I hope you don’t hate me for ending our friendship. I always liked you, but at some point I had to end it because of how you treated me. I had fun the whole time that I spent with you. Recently I didn’t like our friendship anymore, and I hoped this day would never come, but here it is: me ending our friendship.