To the idiot who cheated on my best friend,

How dare you. Seriously. How dare you put such a gentle, kind soul through such horrible suffering? How dare you take every ounce of trust she placed in your hands and completely throw it out the window. How dare you lie through your teeth, time and time again, each and every time she asked if something was going on between you and the girl who helped you break my best friend's heart.

I have a few things to say to you. And I know this line is totally overused, but I mean it with all that I am--you truly lost the best thing that ever happened to you. Not only would the girl have given her right arm for you, for crying out loud, but she was honest, genuine, kind and loving. She was never over-dramatic, like most girls in relationships are. She was never needy or pushy or clingy. She simply loved you, purely and raw. You had her believing she wasn't good enough.

I sat with her for days, weeks, months, as she cried until she got sick. I sat there hysterical in tears myself trying to explain to her that horrible things happen to amazing people. I felt her pain as I watched her suffer, and all the while, you were exchanging kisses with that "new girl." The one who took, from your possession, the fragile heart you were given and tore it to pieces in front of your eyes and you never stopped her. That new girl who had no respect for your previous relationship, so how do you expect her to have respect for the relationship between the two of you?

For months, my best friend would express her concern to me. And I stood up for you. "He's a nice boy, he would never do that to you. Nobody would ever do that to you," I'd say. You had us all fooled. You'd occasionally pop back into her life when it was convenient for you, and it always happened to be the moment she finally started to feel okay again. You'd send her texts that were poisoned with old nicknames, inside jokes and acute nostalgia. You never wanted her to move on in case you changed your mind about this new girl. How cowardly you were. You are the type of man that sends chills down my spine. The kind that makes me cringe. Lord forgive me if I ever run into you by happenstance.

I try not to be bitter toward you because she no longer is bitter toward you. She is 100 percent over you, and she is so happy... Happier than I have ever seen her. Even happier than when she was with you. I know she doesn't want any hard feelings. She's forgiven you, but I struggle to admit that I still haven't fully, even after all these years.

Although a new man has repaired her heart, I still flash back to the days where I held her as she was falling to pieces. What I can honestly say, though, is that I will continue to pray for your heart. I'll continue hoping you change your ways. That when it finally hits you, what you've done, you will be able to forgive yourself and move on, just as she has done. I pray that you leave that girl and find one that makes you a better man. Most of all I pray that you are strong enough to never contact her again. Let her live her life. Let her be free.