sábado, 11 de octubre de 2014

A letter to you,

Dear bastard;

You ought to leave me alone, stop reaching out for me. You keep saying it was my fault, that I pushed you away... you stupid little fuck. I knew that you were cheating on me, full on. I knew since the very beginning of your affair, I knew. You didn't. I was waiting for you to gather some courage, to grow a pair and tell me you didn't love me anymore. You didn't. Of fucking course I pushed you away you stupid bastard. I loved you with every bit of my being, it hurt physically every time I had to say bye to you at the airport. You, fucker, you broke me. It took me almost a year to be able to really laugh again, not just pretend to. You broke me, I had to recover from my injuries all by myself, and I lost a year in college. But thank you, now I am stronger than ever. Also I am unable to fully trust a man but I am working on it, and I know I will love and trust again.

I don't hate you, I don't feel anything for you, you could die for all I care, it just doesn't matter. We are not alike, I'm nothing like you and if I ever were I know for sure I'm not anymore. So don't you dare comparing me to your little selfish disgusting being.

I do not want you to be part of my life or be part of yours in any way, you are toxic. And sure as fucking hell the thought of being friends with you makes me sick to my stomik. I do not respect you, I do not care about you. I just want this shit to be over once and for fucking all. Don't call me, don't text me, don't replay to this. Let me fucking go.



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