Ex: Hey
Me: Hey
Ex: How are you?
Me: How am I? It's been a year. A year> I spent 12 months trying to figure out what i did wrong. I spent 12 f/ucking months trying to understand how you could love me one day, and say you hada absolutely no feelings for me the next. I spent my entire summer trying to get over you, thinking this school year I would be ok, and if I saw you occasionallly, I wouldnt care. But f/ck that. i'm still not over you. And I don't think I will ever be. Because as much as I try to deny it, you were, and always will be my first true heartbreak. And every time I see you I'm filled with rage, anger, and sadness. I'm enraged that you don't give me any acknowledgement. You pretend you don't even know me. And I am angry that you destroy me like that and don't even care. And finally, I am sad. Sad that I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that you will truly never come back to me. Never like me. And never love me like you did. So after 12 months of CONSTANT torture, you come at me and say Hey? No. Don't talk to me. All you're gonna do is bring back more memories. And worse than memories? My f/cking feelings that I had for you, so just stop talking to me before you add to the amout of emotional damage you've caused to my life.
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