I had my first boyfriend. I had my first, second and third kiss. It was sweet, I know we only lasted 2 weeks and it wasn’t much, but you’d flirt with me a lot even after we broke up. We were still on good terms but I hated how you would try to get closer to me.
I recently heard a saying; if you cheat on the girl, it’s like throwing away a diamond and picking up a rock.
As you were my first, I didn’t want to be those annoying, clingy girlfriends who wants to know your exact move. I had my suspicions of course… For example, why did you change your Facebook name? Why was your relationship status in a relationship with your ‘ex’?
I knew it, I just didn’t want to believe in it, until someone confirmed it for me. You were stupid enough to tell someone who’s been my friend for 5 years that the girl in your BBM picture was your girlfriend you’d been for months. 3 days after we’d broken up.
Do you know how disgusting I felt? I didn’t ask you about it but you knew something was wrong when I kept ignoring. So when I finally DID pluck up the courage to ask you, you hesitated. Looked away. Said ‘no’. THEN looked me in the eyes.
Body language has always interested me, I don’t know if you knew but I knew right there and then that you cheated.
Now, I just want to say thanks. Thanks for making me feel like shit, thanks for making my first relationship a lie, thanks for playing with my feelings.