Dear
G.
Why?
Did
you
enjoy
breaking
my
heart,
not
once,
but
twice?
Did
you
even
love
me
when
you
said
you
did?
Whats
the
point
in
running
around
spreading
rumors
about
me,
telling
people
lies?
Remember,
you're
the
one
who
broke
up
with
me...
Both
times.
But
you
know
what?
I'm
happy
now.
Happier
than
I've
ever
been.
So
thank
you.