Do you ever wish that you could just erase something from your mind.... and pretend that it never happend? Or just press a rewind button and make it so that it never did?
It has been almost two months since you dumped me. Only, you wouldn't want me to use the word dump because it's too harsh for your pretty world. Yesterday (March 25th) should have been our anniversary, I didn't want to remember it, but it just popped out in my mind.
You know, if you're planning to dump me for somebody else, then make it plan in that fact: You don't like me anymore. If you could have just been honest, I might have been a little less hurt. The lies that you tell are like salt in the wound. I'll pretend that you don't exist at all if it weren't for one thing: your pity.
Other than that, I really have nothing to say to you. You are, as far as I'm concerned, not worth it. I cried. It was a waste of tears.
I think the worst part of this all is that your "sympathy" is all just words to make yourself look better. I can't believe you. It's downright pity and I'm too proud to accept it. I don't deserve something that cheap when something real might come my way. I don't need you, either.
We hardly speak anymore, even though you tell me you want to get back together with me. Whatever. It hurts me to say that I think we are done for a while. You can’t back up your statements, and you hardly even try to get me back. That’s okay with me. you go your way, and I’ll go mine.
I was really fucked up. At first I feel as though it's my fault. Feeling like nothing, and so close to falling apart. But in time, I come to realize that I did nothing wrong; that it's his loss, that I am so much better without that one boy who didn't ever care. I live and I learn, that's how it is. I'm over him.
I’ve got a life waiting for me.
It's been almost two months on my own, and I don't think that anything anybody could say could make that fact go away.