Dear Jerk who was only a jerk some of the time, and made it impossible for me to break up with you;
You never hit me or actually cheated on me, which I would have greatly preferred. So the one time you “half cheated” on me, it wasn’t enough. But it was enough for me never to actually trust you again, and for you never to realize what it meant when I said “Please change,” and you said “Yes.” You never showed enough. And if I was too needy for you, then obviously I don’t need you. So when I left, and you begged that you could not imagine life without me, I thought it would take you a long time to get over me. And I thought, “Good.” But then I see you are wanting someone new and so soon, and now the very reason I am sad is the same reason I left you.