Dear Boy I used to love,
When were you going to tell me you were unhappy? I thought everything was perfect, nothing was said, but obviously something had been done. You went back to seeing her without saying goodbye and the real damage had been done.
I think it's safe to say that meeting you changed my life, in both good ways and in bad. We were inseperable. You were okay with the fact I was going away to college and you wanted to see me succeed in everything I did. You made me happy. You came to visit me every chance you had. I thought you really loved and cared about me. But I was so wrong.
Now looking back at it, I missed all the signs. All the, "I'm working overtime.", the ignored text messages because your brand new iphone 7 was "broken", and the spontaneous dates we used to have turned into hangout sessions in my basement so no one would have to see us together except my family. It was all the signs that I didn't want to believe but it turned out to be true that you were unfaithful.
You treated me how every girl dreams of being treated, so tell me please where did it all go wrong? I forced myself to believe I was the problem in the end of all of this. But I've come to realize I was never the problem to begin with. This was all apart of who you were and who you, sadly, still are. "A cheater will always cheat", but for some reason I thought you were different.
I loved you. Notice, past tense "loved". The reason behind that is because you don't hurt the people you love. You hurt me more than anyone ever has. I don't think you could even grasp the pain you have caused me, even if my pain was looking you in the face. You threw away my love and my heart the day you decided to be disloyal.
If you ever read this, and you know who you are, there are a few things I think you should know. 1: You don't deserve me, and clearly you never did in the first place. There is a man out there who is going to love me in a way that you never did. A man who is never going to make me feel less than. Who is neve going to make me feel like I am not wanted. Who is going to show me off to the whole world because I am the best prize he has ever won. A man who is never going to do what you did to me. And 2: You can't hurt me anymore. You can take all the pictures you want with her, post them anywhere you'd like, but no one will ever made you as happy as I did, and you said it yourself. I am done crying over a boy, (and yes you may be 21 years old but a real man never does what you did to me) who woud lie to and cheat on the girl he "loves".
In the end, I hope you're happy. Why? Because I am. I'm happy that I can lay my head on my pillow at night and know that I'm not the one you're cheating on anymore. I'm happy that I can go out with my friends and not have a care in the god dam world about entertaining anyone else but myself. And I'm happy that you made me realize you were not for me because now the possiblities for me are endless. But what I am most happy about is that I am no longer your doormat... she is.
Sincerely,
Girl who used to love you
