I start this out by insulting you because of the way you insulted me by leaving our relationship with no explanation. One day we were chatting on the phone, happy as ever, and the next I hear nothing from you. For weeks. I saw you reading my messages and ignoring my calls. For weeks I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong and I made myself sick at night crying over you.

I was so convinced that I messed up. Maybe I sent too many messages. Maybe I told you some stuff too soon. Or maybe you were a coward who couldn't commit for whatever stupid reasons. Maybe you were intimidated because unlike your past girlfriends, I cared about you. I called to make sure you made it home safely and I thought about you every time I heard that song that you love.

I told you stuff about me that I'd never told anyone. I shared my fears and hopes and dreams with you, and in return you shared those things with me. I only knew you for a short time, but I really thought you were going to be someone special. I dreamed of us having a life together. You were good to me. You loved me for my flaws and my perfections. You made me strive to be a better person. Maybe that was because I thought I had to change myself for you.

I told myself I had to be more mature. I had to dress different and look perfect every time I saw you. I had to act the way you wanted me to, the way I thought you'd like. I told my family and friends about you, ecstatic, on the thought that you were the one. Even now the thought still lingers. You could come back with a false explanation for your behavior and I would accept it. I would believe any lie you told me because I love you. I would willing take you back because I miss you that much.

You made me feel like I wasn't enough and I will never forgive you for it. You made me doubt my worth. I'm past tears now though and I've moved on to being angry. It will take time to get over you but every day I am coming back to the girl I was before you decided I wasn't enough.