Hey, You!
You probably thought this moment would be weird. The moment when you and I finally see each other after the big break. And I'm sure it is... for you. I'm honestly so filled with disgust that I'm having trouble picking up on the whole, "this is weird" vibe. It probably feels so strange for you because I honestly don't know how to acknowledge you without my face forming a look of utter annoyance.
Remember that one time when you were involved with my friend, but then totally screwed them over and/or ripped their heart out? Same. You probably don't know much about the aftermath, because you are the one who rips them apart then walks away. I'm the one who walks back in and picks them up again.
I'm glad you made her happy for a while. I'm glad you gave me things to smile about and sometimes even a reason to get up in the morning. I'm not cool with the fact that she now has reasons to cry, or that she has reasons to stay in bed all day and not talk to anyone. That she now has to pretend she's okay in front of people who will ask too many questions.
I'm not 100 percent sure why you thought what you were doing when you did that to her. I don't know why you thought that a girl like that deserved to be treated like she means nothing. Your motives and intentions are completely lost to me, but your time with her is up now. You've created some huge road blocks for her and without a doubt, you set her back a few steps. But don't think you've completely ruined her. She will come back from this better and stronger than when you had her.
That I can promise you.
















