I bet you’ve found the girl of your dreams. *******, a perfect *** that she’s worked for in the gym for 10 years. Long blonde hair and clear skin. Tall and tan because she grew up in Florida. I bet she’s rich from daddy’s money, and barely calls you because she’s “independent.” I bet you make sure she finishes every time you make love and are gentle and kind in a way you never were with me. I bet you’re already planning on marrying that girl some day.
I hope she breaks your heart. I hope she cheats on you with everyone you know. Your best friend, someone you trust. I hope you can’t sleep or eat and cry for months. I hope she ruins your self esteem and makes you swear off ever trying again. Like you did to me.
I know you apologized and swore you’d never do anything so horrible again, and I wish I could say I’m happy for the girl who will get everything I ever wanted.. but it doesn’t help knowing I’m the only one you ever felt deserved to be treated like garbage.