its actually embarrassing i wrote all that like who the fuck am i kidding.. he doesn’t even think of me at all.

as much as i hope you beat yourself up at night when you just lay there and think about all of our memories..i know I’m never gonna be the only one you’re thinking about..and as much as that hurts to know that i wish you well and really hope you shape yourself up for the next girl that gives you her heart because its just not right the pain you caused me. as much as i want to send you a text telling you that i hope you lay in bed and think of how you fucked up and that you’ll never find another me..i would be wrong because I’m sure theres people better than me out there that you’ll love more and won’t hurt because they’re enough. all i can really say is I’m sorry i wasn’t enough. but i know i will be for someone else and i guess thats really all that matters. sorry i couldn’t be for you. 

& i could go and play the same game right back at you but thats just a waste of my time which you don’t deserve now, never did and certaintly never will.  

i wasted 8 months stressed and upset and now I’m nothing but free and happy and i can’t explain how great it feels.