You gave me the gift of false hope. You forced me to believe that we had a chance to not only be together but to truly love one another.
You kept your actual intentions hidden from the very beginning. I soon learned that I was nowhere to be found on your real agenda.
I didn't notice the warning signs right away, maybe I wasn't looking closely enough at what was right in front of me.
Perhaps I couldn't see who you really were because I was blinded by what I thought we could be. That was my mistake - but man, yours was so much worse.
You poured lies into a heart that was full of real feelings for you. Sure, that might not make you guilty in the eyes of law, but it certainly makes you a crummy human.
You'd rather play with someone and make them fall for you than simply tell them how you honestly feel.
You're dead set on destruction, manipulation, and breaking the heart of anyone unlucky enough to actually care about you.
You made me believe that you loved my inside as much as you claimed to love my outside.
You made me believe we had a chance when there was no doubt in your mind that you didn't want me. You never planned to love or cherish me.
Was I nothing more than a game to you?
I've recently begun the process of picking my heart up, letting go of your false promises, and opening my life up to real love with someone who is nothing like you.
You'll get yours in time. But for now, I'm moving on from you, manipulative douche canoe, to true love.
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