Justin,
              I need closure, that's why I'm writing you this letter. When everything first happened, all I could think was Why would he break my heart? You told me you loved me. You said I was the only one for you. If that was true, why would you sleep with her? You said I was your one and only. Was I not interesting enough or pretty enough to keep your attention? Or was it her? Did she seem better than me, a more appealing choice? I may never understand your choice, but I have come to terms with what your choices did to me, how they affected me. There were times that I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't even breathe because the pain in my chest choked everything else out. I would wake up in the middle of the night, tears on my cheeks, reliving that horrible moment when I found you with her. At first I couldn't move on, I still loved you. After that, I hated you, but I've come to grips with my hatred. My heart can't hate you anymore. Part of me still loves you. I can never get over you entirely. Why? Because you were my first love, and, no matter what happens, part of my heart will love you forever.
                                     Goodbye, Mila