Dear The Boy Who Hurt Me,
You may not know who are because odds are you don't even know that you hurt me.
You hurt me, you hurt me in ways that I can't even describe. You probably don't even know that you hurt me because you treated me just like everyone else in your life. That means that you have hurt so many other people as well. I wish I could just go on with my life and pretend that you didn't hurt me.
But I Can't Forget What You Did To Me.
The sad part is that I actually enjoyed spending time with you because at the time, you helped me not be broken over what events happened in my past. You made me forget about the pain I was going through. As much as I want to regret meeting you and becoming so close to you, I can't. I can't wish I never met you because then I wouldn't be the person who I am today. I am a strong believer that you meet people for a reason, whether the reason is to get hurt and learn from it, or to stay friends with them. You were meant to come into my life to help me become a stronger person.
I am upset how we left things with each other. A small part of me wishes that we can just clear the air between each other, and be civil. Civil by saying "Hello" to each other in a public place, or wishing each other a "Happy Birthday". The rest of me is happy that you don't have the power to hurt me any more. I am happy that you aren't the person controlling my happiness anymore. I am happy that the person who is controlling my happiness is me.
You don't need to know what my feelings are not because you lost that right as soon as you hurt me the first time. I do regret letting you hurt me more than just one time. The first time fool on you, but when it happened more time fool on me. I hate myself for letting you hurt me more than once. I really hate you for thinking it was okay to hurt me in the first place.
Ever since you hurt me, I've had my wall built up higher than the Empire State Building. I've learned to notice when someone is playing games with me heart because they had the same tactics as you. They would talk sweet to me just like you did, and then leave me as soon as things got serious. So thank you for hurting me so I can prevent it from happening again.
I hope you see me one day. I hope you see me with another guy. I hope you see me and admire my confident walk, but mainly I want you to admire my face. I hope you pay extra attention to the smile that will be on my face from cheek to cheek. I want you to look at this smile and wish that you were the reason behind my smile. I want you to know that I am okay without you and I don't need you in my life to hurt me again. All I ask from you is that I hope you at least enjoyed hurting me in your process of becoming a "mature adult."
Xoxo
The Girl Who You Hurt Unknowingly.
