I'm too good for you, I knew it then and I know it now. I'm not a perfect person but, you didn't deserve my love and attention. It's been over a year and I still question how I fell for you. You did me dirty, you're not a man and you never will be, you'll always be a child. You're a f*ck boy, I should have known once a f*ck boy, always a f*ck boy.
I stood up for you whenever someone talked poorly of you. Even your own friends told me to stay away from you, and of course, since I'm stubborn, I didn't listen. You made me look like an idiot when you proved everyone else right. You were still snap chatting, texting, and hanging out with girls you've slept with in the past, while you were seeing me. You lied to me. You told me you deleted them, and haven't spoken to them. I'm not a controlling girlfriend, you can have female friends, just not ones you've slept with multiple times. As long as there's no flirting going on from either side, be my guest and have friends of the opposite sex.
What's a relationship if I can't trust you?
I put 110% into the relationship, you just put food and the occasional flowers into it. Wow take out for dinner definitely makes up for all the lies you fed me for breakfast AND lunch. Never even took me on an actual date.
Your family loved me, they talked highly of me. You're still single after all this time, probably having a hard time finding a girl who can put up with all your crap and impress your parents. Honestly, I should have a grammy for putting up with all your shit day after day.
You are not a man. I don't care that you're in your 20's, you're a child. You had the audacity to end the relationship over a TEXT message. Who does that? Are we 13? No. You couldn't even face me to tell me that we're over. I walk back into my room to grab my phone after I showered, and I see a text message from you ending everything.
If anything, I should have been the one to end things. I should have tried to break your heart, if you even have one. You lied, you cheated, you did me dirty. I didn't deserve to have my heart broken, you did.
It's been over a year and here you are, crawling right back to me. But, I'm not stupid. You came back after I lost weight and got prettier. You hit me up after I post a "fire" selfie, you don't hit me up any other time. You are the true definition of a f*ck boy.
Never again will I fall for a f*ck boy. It's too much to handle, too much stress.
But, thank you for showing me my worth and showing me what I actually deserve in a real man.
