"P.S. I still love you. I still love you and that’s a really huge problem for me and it’s also a really huge surprise. I swear I didn’t know. All this time, I thought I was over it. How could I not be, when it’s her you love? It’s always been her"
Isn't that obvious? You're the man I liked. I just liked you as who you are. I liked you. With my heart. But if I were just a replacement for someone else, then you're the worst. If I still like you knowing that, then I'm even worse. I give up.