Jane, you say your aunt found out about me, and you don’t feel comfortable anymore. You went and told everyone you never even loved me. Those ten days felt like ten years, and that’s how much time and effort was ripped from my heart when those three words left your mouth. ” We’re just friends”, and even though I smiled and said it was alright, it only felt that way until I was idle to think about us, or what use to be “us”. Time will heal my heart, or so I think. I just hope this won’t hurt me like it hurt you. I still have a little love left in my heart.