-That you will never ever get the privilege of being considered “my guy” again.
-That you would DIE to see me in my underwear and your old white tshirt.
-That you look at my pictures and hit yourself in the head.
-That you will never get to kiss me again in any way shape or form, or anywhere.
-That you won’t be my first.
-That you will never get to touch my boobs again, ew.
-That you’ll never get to run your fingers along my underwear line again, repeatedly asking while I repeatedly have to say no.
-That you’ll never hold me in your arms again.
-That I’ll never meet you on the elevator in my bikini again.
-That my family never even really liked you.
-That I never sent you a naked picture.
-That I never opened up enough to let you see the real me, not all the way anyways.
-That you’ll never get to cuddle with me again.
-That you’re right back to where you started with me: grossing me out.
-That you recently lost your virginity via a threesome with your best GUY friend and probably some 15 year old. Oh yeah, and you think you might have an STD. Congrats.
-That I’ll never have to deal with hearing your complain about EVERYTHING anymore.
-That I don’t have to fake laugh for you when you’re being obnoxious and everyone else is annoyed by you.
-That our little “married” phase was just a glitch in the matrix.
-That I don’t have to stress about you whining about saving money to come and see me and spend time with me anymore.
-That you ended things before I had a chance to seriously consider loving you.
-That I got over you rather quickly.
-That I don’t miss you.
-That you’re going to regret giving me up so quickly without even trying to make anything work, if you already don’t.
Yup, pretty much. Fuck you have a nice life grow up I don’t care if I ever see you again bye.
The best thing you never had 😉
PS: I bet it sucks to be you right now…..