Dear Boy Who Tried To Use Me,

I swore to myself that I would never write a letter about a boy; I always said that I would keep these things personal, and private, because some things should stay that way, but I think it's time I write this letter as a way to vent. Who knows, maybe you'll see it, maybe you'll realize it's you that I'm talking about, and maybe, just maybe, you'll finally realize how bad you hurt me.

You and I really don't have anything at all, history wise. I met you at work and we became friends, I asked you for your number and I proceeded to tell you that I had a huge crush on you. You told me that you had a girlfriend, and it should've ended there and we should've carried on, but it didn't. You gave me mixed signals by telling me that I'm pretty, telling me that you "shouldn't be telling me that I'm pretty because you're taken," but that didn't stop you from saying it and giving me false hope, did it?

Every time we talked after that, it was just casual conversations about work and about the band I liked. You always teased me about being overly excited to meet them and always asked me why I like them so much. I finally gave in and told you, because I thought I trusted you, and I did, until recently.

A few weeks ago, some things happened, but since people can see this, I will leave those things out so you can remain anonymous. After these events had occurred, you stopped talking to me, you stopped texting me, the snapchats had stopped, and so did our friendship.

Everytime I tried to start a conversation with you, you left me on read and opened, and seemed to make it clear as day that you wanted nothing to do with me anymore. You had dropped me, just like that, and that broke me, but it shouldn't of, because we were just friends in the first place.

I started to forget about you and I started to carry on with my life, going to work, hanging out with friends and preparing for my senior year of college. I was finally healing from the hurt and the pain you caused me by ignoring me without reason or explanation and I finally didn't have the urge to talk to you anymore. But, who knew with one simple Snapchat, all of that hurt would come and hit me like a ton of bricks.

You started off telling me that you hadn't seen me in awhile, and I thought we were going to catch up and tell each other everything that had happened, and maybe I could ask you why you left, but things did not go that way. The thing that I didn't want to ever happen, happened, and I didn't know how to react or what to say. You truly took my breath away, and not in a good way.

Like I said before, I will leave all of the details out and keep you anonymous because I'm the bigger person and I won't expose you all over social media, but I want you to know how bad you hurt me.

When you stopped talking to me and started ignoring me, I could feel my heart break into two, but now, I wish that I wouldn't have ever felt that way about you. I wish that I never liked you or had a crush on you, and I wish that I had never started talking to you, because you showed me your true colors, and let me just say, my friends were right about you, they told me so.

You tried to tell me all the things you thought I wanted to hear, and tried to tell me that you had always "been interested," in me, but I wasn't buying it. I knew that you weren't interested because you hardly said two words to me unless I was talking about something that I was interested in.

I knew that you were saying things to make me feel better because you gave me a half-assed apology for hurting me. "Sorry, I've just been busy," is not the apology that I deserve. I deserve to know why you dropped me, why you broke my heart, and why you thought it was okay to just try and come back into my life when I finally realized that I don't need you to be happy anymore.

I didn't think that I was mentally strong enough or smart enough to hold my ground and not give into what you wanted, but I did it. I pressed you for answers that I needed, even though they were half assed, but they showed me the person that you really are. I should've listened to everyone who told me that something was off about you, but I had a crush on you, so I shrugged it off, until I finally saw what they were talking about.

I know that I deserve so much more than to be somebody's rebound. I, like every other person in the world, deserve someone who's going to devote their time to me, care about me, and be there when I need them to be.

I do not deserve to be used for five minutes and thrown away. I'm so proud of myself for standing my ground and not giving in to what you wanted; it was the closure and smack in the face that I needed to realize that I need to be done with you once and for all.

Closing out, I just want you to know that I don't hate you.

I hate what you did and how bad you hurt me, but everybody makes mistakes. If you do happen to ever see this, which I highly doubt that you will, just know that we will never be friends again.

We may talk or see each other from time to time, but that's it. You showed me who you really are and that's all I needed to confirm that you're not who you made yourself out to be.

Have a nice life, because I know I will.

Megan