I’ll never stop loving you. Every time I see you I think about the first few months of our relationship. I know I’ll never find a girl quite like you, and I’m not sure I want to. I understand that I’ll never be the guy you need, but I’m happy to still call you my friend. Stay strong, and be happy. I’ll always be there for you.
I’m sorry you figured out far too late how badly you treated me. I know you thought I’d always be there. What you didn’t think about was how your treatment dissolved that promise into pppffftt.
Please let him go, he doesn’t love you. Why condemn him to an unhappy life, for the rest of his life? He will on,y end up resenting you. You could find someone new and fall in love all over again. But to do that you need to be strong enough to let him go. You will grow old hating each other….is that a good thing?
Yes, I did sleep with your boyfriend now husband. I was with him for just under two years. But what you are not aware of is that he approached me! I had no idea that he even existed until one day he came up to me and began talking his shit. I had no idea about you. I found out about you afterwards. What I was told was that you were fat and nasty and you made him sick. Yes he said he loved me, yes he said he wanted to marry me, yes he said he wanted to be done with you, yes we all knew when you got pregnant because he bitched and complained to EVERYONE how you trapped him. I was the one that didn’t take the offer. Not the other way around. So you can run your mouth all you want but anyone that was involved in the situation knows the truth. If your reading this and wondering if it is you, yes bitch this is meant for you. I was content with live and let live. You got nerve running your mouth about shit that you cannot attest to. Move on or your gonna get what your begging for.
I really don’t know what I was thinking by sending you that letter. It was that place I was in this summer – visiting it flooded me with memories of you.
I’ve had time to cool off and now I just feel fucking ridiculous.
You really didn’t need me to remind me how I felt about you and how you hurt me all those years ago. I’m an idiot.
None of it matters now. It may have then, but we’re not those two people anymore.
What the hell was I thinking?! I’m totally embarrassed. Btw…you two look really happy and I’m glad for you. Seriously. I don’t even know who you are anymore. Wow…I’m a fucking fool.
Please carry on…
I get my hopes up…like i’m gonna see you…talk to you, hug you, anything really. It makes me feel even worse cuz every time i feel like things are finally gonna happen, in the back of my mind I know I’m just setting myself up for disappointment. I don’t know how to say that what you’re giving me is not enough. But it’s not. I want to be with you so bad, but I’m really losing hope that i’m ever going to see you again. This sux.
Should I claim to do so?
I don’t know.
Sometimes I think.
Sometimes I think no.
Well then good bye
P.S. I know my writing is pretty shitty.