Eleven months;

We were together. Eleven months wasted.
Cheating on me? Wow, even low for you. I loved you. I really, really did.
But this new girl, I bet she's prettier than me. And better. I'm sorry I ever complained, bitched and sulked. I regretfully did not break up with you the last huge fight, which is probably why we're in this place right now.
Best friend? Some kind of best friend you were.

I'll miss you, you know that. I'm just sorry I can't be there with you and I'm sorry about everything. I hope you two are happy together.

I loved you.