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Posted by on 2018/03/20 under Life

I trusted you with my heart. I told you I loved you and you never failed to say it back. I never imagined you'd one day crush my heart with two words. We're over. It was so abrupt. You chose the weekend before spring break. You chose a time where you wouldn't have to face me. Face your decision. You hurt me. You stole so much from me. My trust, my feeling of worth, my feeling of being pretty. All of that, and then some. I feel like my heart has a gaping hole where the date March twenty-ninth once stood. Where I love you once stood. But now I try to fill it. But nothing works. You say, let's be friends. But I can't look at your name in my phone without thinking of all the times we shared. The bus rides, the calls late at night, the secrets we told. Everything. But now, it just brings sadness. A deep, empty sadness. Who knows if you feel the same. You tell me you hurt, but just how much? The words were typed by your fingers, so you must've known what you were doing. I spent twenty minutes in the shower, crying over you. You hurt me. You tore that trust out of my heart. I have none left. I have no idea if I'll ever be able to give anyone that trust again. I ask if you still love me. You can't even say that word to me. You tell me you'll always have feelings for me. Was it because I never felt that I was enough for you? Because I brought it up to you and cried? I thought you loved me. I never thought that would be enough to end it. We made plans. Sure, some of them were far off. Marriage, kids, whatever. But some were two weeks away. My birthday. You wanted to take me out to a movie and to get pizza at your favorite place. But now… I'll spend my birthday wondering what I did wrong to make you not want me anymore. You said we need space… but how much. We'll see each other every day. I type this not in hopes you'll take your decision back, but rather, in hopes you let me see through your tough exterior so I know how you feel. I still love you. You're still the one I want to see in my future, whether or not you feel the same. My heart hurts. It misses your little comments. It misses you. I miss you.

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  1. Anonymous says:

    Quit whining! You got what you deserved! You would dump him if the mood stuck you and found someone else to amuse you (probably some aid infected nigger)! Just like You’ll use every guy for whatever reason it serves your purpose in life (money, rent, warmth, food, booze, everything freee) using your body and looks if you really have any!
    All women (and little pre-teen Cun*ts like you) think its all about you, and you know everything!
    Guess what? He figured you out………..your a fake. Hair, make up, padded bra, the secret guy, and your reluctanct and manipulation to not have sex “because your confused…and need time to TINK”
    THINK ON THAT!

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