In the beginning, it was perfect. Isn’t it always, though? I hope everything you said was true…that I was beautiful, funny, that you loved being with me. How can I believe it now though that you all of it is over? Obviously none of my traits are good enough to make you stay. You want to be friends and so do I, but it’s gonna take some time on my end. I feel…all the time… like you’re messing with my head just to keep me around for when its convenient for you. I wish I could be strong and not respond to your calls and texts but no matter how bad you treat me, I act like the girl I’ve always despised. A girl who realizes the consequences but does it anyway, a girl who isn’t strong enough (yet) to say goodbye. Deep inside me I think that maybe one day we will get back together, even though I know also that it isn’t true. I know I deserve so much better than you but hope anyways. Day by day though I am getting stronger. Hopefully soon I’ll be able to go a day, a week, a month, without wishing things were the way they used to be. I hope one day we can be friends, we can hang out, and no feelings will be there on my end except friendship. No matter how much it hurts me now, how much it scares me that for some reason it wont get better, I know you have made me STRONGER.