You had me for awhile. You were so different from the last guy. You knew every word to my favorite songs, and sang them beautifully. You strummed your guitar and smiled at me. You knew every bit of what I had been through, because you had been there too. You made me laugh and made me feel so pretty.
However, you were trickier than I realized.
Did you really think my sister wouldn’t tell me? Did you think she would keep from me the texts you sent her late at night, the little comments you made about wishing she had led you on instead of your friend?
You’re not just an ass, you’re an idiot.
I’d like to say all of this didn’t affect me, but I have to admit…you added to the load of evidence telling me my sister is prettier, more talented, and more charming than I am. I never should have given you the power to, but you made me feel inferior.
Also thanks to you, I almost missed out on something legit. I came so close to ignoring the guy who is now one of the most important things in my life for you and your douchey games. With that in mind I say all of this to say thank you. Thank you for screwing up, because now I’m with somebody SO much better.
PS-you made me feel like I was a sucky kisser. Since then, I’ve come to realize it was definitely you, NOT me.