I miss you
Monsieur ~ I miss sitting in the truck at night talking about anything and everything. I miss the perspective you'd give me when things were s***** with the husband and I. It's funny, even though I felt myself being attracted to you, talking with you always made me remember why I love my husband. Today I need that. Today I feel like I need it to be 1030 on a Monday night, laughing and talking.
I am so sorry I f***** it all up. I am so sorry I turned into that person who got jealous and stupid and vindictive. I am sorry I hurt you. Yeah, I know I can contact you, but its not the same. It's like we moved from being friends to just colleagues... I put that distance between us and I regret it so much.