Hey
Hey
How are
you?
How am I? How
am I?? It's been a year. A year. I spent 12 months trying to
figure out what I did wrong. I spent 12 f/cking months trying to
understand how you could love me one day, and say you had
absolutely no feelings for me the next. I spent my entire summer
trying to get over you, thinking this school year I would be
okay, and if I saw you occasionally I wouldn't care. But f/ck
that. I'm still not over you. and I don't think I ever
will be. Because as much as I try to deny it, you were, and
always will be my first love. But you were also my first true
heartbreak. And every time I see you I'm filled with rage,
anger and sadness. I'm enraged that you don't give me any
acknowledgment. You pretend you don't even know me. And I am
angry that you destroyed me like that and don't even care.
And finally, I am sad. Sad that I am slowly coming to terms with
the fact that you will truly never come back to me. Never like
me. And never love me like you did. So after 12 months of
CONSTANT torture, you come at me and say Hey? No. Don't talk
to me. All you're gonna do is bring back more memories. And
worse than memories? My f/cking feelings that I had for you, so
just stop talking to me before you add to the amount of emotional
damage you've caused to my life.
nmq/nmf