Dear best- exbstfriend,
You’re an ass. And a jerk. And a douche. I hate you.
Yet, even the basic things remind me of you. And I miss you more everyday because of it. It’s hard for me not knowing why or how or i dont know. Why did you do it? How could you do it? Did she make you choose? Am I not worthy enough to be fought for? Is she more important than I am? Did I do anything wrong? I have tons more of questions that only you could answer.
Was this your plan all along? To cut me off slowly in your life? Did you think it through? To every last detail? Did I play my part well? Was your plan successful? Knowing you, this is something you would’ve done. A social experiment of some sort.
Did you not think of how I would feel? Thinking that there might be something wrong with the lines of communication? I needed you a ton of times. I needed you to reassure me that everything will turn out fine and I have nothing to worry or be insecure about, I needed you. I really did.
But I guess there’s no point in crying over spilled milk. You’ve made your choice. So I guess I’ll say goodbye and thank you for the memories and I hope never to see you again.