March 13, 2008


It's been a long time since I last wrote to you. Almost two months in fact. It seems even longer considering I used to write to you every week.

I bet you're wondering why it's been so long. No, scratch that. I bet you haven't even noticed. You were never one to count the days until we spoke again, not like I was. You were always so casual, cool, collected, and smooth. I thought it was all a part of your charm, but I know better now.

I've been doing some thinking the past two months, a lot of thinking in fact. I've been trying to figure us out. At first I thought we were meant to be, just like you always said. But I guess I've grown up some, because I'm looking beyond your words and I'm seeing the truth.

We were never meant to be.

You never loved me.

Are you shocked now? Did you think I would never see the truth? Did you think you could play me forever? Maybe you did, I don't know. But I do know that what I thought we had was never there.

I've seen you with the other girls. I thought they were only one time occurrences, but after while even the most blind could realize that's not true. You were never loyal to me, and I now know you'll never change because you don't want to.

No, don't lie to me any more. You never had any intentions on coming back to me, did you? You made so many promises, but you never kept them. Not one. You lied when you said you would come back. You lied when you said there was no one else. But your biggest lie was when you said you loved me.

If you truly loved me you would have been loyal, you would have come back.

This is my last letter to you. Don't expect to hear from me again, and don't try to contact me again. I won't read your letters; I won't answer your calls. I'm moving on without you. I don't need you.

I never did.