Today, you texted me and told me you had *** last night. Like the many times before, I brushed it off and said, "good job."
Today, you texted me and tried to break my heart again and make me feel exactly how you did. It didn't work though because my heart broke long ago when you told me about when you cheated on me, and since then, it's been an empty cavity.
Today, when you couldn't break my heart by speaking so fervently of the new girl who was now the apple of your eye, you tried to butcher my self confidence. What you didn't realize was, I've grown callous since we last spoke, and the confidence was never really there anyway.
Today, you texted me and tried to hide all your visible pain behind "I hate you's" and " I never loved you's."
Today, you thought you'd crush all my happiness, but didn't realize that I used all my happiness weeks ago to lace your marijuana beccause you smiled more at a joint then you ever did at me.
Today, you tried to **** me a bit more than usual and got angry when your words didn't seep into my skin and poison me.
Today, I did not cry over you when the words "I love her" popped up on my screen.
Today, I admitted I'm still in love with you.
But today, I also stopped caring about you.