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Rated: 13+ · Campfire Creative · Letter/Memo · Relationship · #1624659
I wrote this memo to my ex, right after we broke up. It was more therapeutic than anything
[Introduction]
I’m pissed off and I’m sad. When people say they love each other it usually means long term. You claimed my heart as your own and then ripped it into pieces, stomping on it. You never showed your joy at breaking my heart, you played it cool and innocent and I fell for your words, I fell for your fucking promises and maybes, but I could sense your enjoyment. I let you live with me, and encompass my life. I involved you in all my activities and took care of you when shit went down, because that’s what people when they’re in love. I sacrificed my grades for you and all I got was empty promises and a bracelet made of string. I brought you into my home and let you meet my family. I trusted you and let you into my life, let you meet my horse and all my friends.
All I’ve ever asked from you is to be loved; to truly be loved and treat me well, but you couldn’t even do that. You loved me until we hit a rough patch, until I hit a tough point in my life and you couldn’t even man-up and comfort me, and try to make everything seem ok. While I was trying to make us work you gave up and I kept hope. Stupidly I kept hoping that you would change your ways. I fell for your games and your lies and it makes me feel stupid and sick to my stomach.
You fell for a girl who wasn’t tainted. She’s just a child, but then again so are you. In 3 months you’ll realize just how crazy she is, and when you have to break things off with her, will you break her heart? Will you cut her off or drag it out and bask in the glory of another notch on your belt, another heart shattering in your wake?
And what happens when she eats another half box of benedryll and calls you to tell you she can’t live without you? Do you go running to her, or let her suffer. Will she lure you in with her benedryll games or will you finally learn that little girls will always be little girls and they will always play their games. I hope someday you learn that I was probably one of the best things that ever crossed your path. I hope you realize that you thought with your dick and you thought like a dick. You chose some pretty young thing even though you still had my heart. I just want you to know that I want my heart back; I wish I never gave it to you. I wish I never let my walls down for you, I wish I never let you in.
But we both know that that’s a lie. That our time together was sweet and full of love for the most part. We had our time together and it’s time for me to move on to someone who can love me full time, not just when it’s convenient. I want to love whole heartedly; I’ve been hurt too many times to keep this game up. I hate you for leading me on. I hope you have a good 3 months with that dumb bitch, and when she goes completely crazy, it will be better that you don’t come back to me because I won’t have any sympathy.

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