I try to give people the benefit of the doubt, just like I tried to think that maybe you could change.
I thought that maybe me leaving you had made you into a better person when you finally realized that you can’t treat people like shit and expect them to stick around.
I thought I could be friends with you but it turns out you’re still the manipulative asshole you were all along.
One minute you’re telling me you miss me and the next bragging about your new and apparently improved girlfriend.
You send me your favorite song lyrics that remind you of me and then you backpedal and insist it was nothing romantic, instead just a “good throwback.”
You’re sending me mixed messages and I’m here to tell you I won’t be reading them anymore.
I’m cutting you out of my life yet again because nothing has changed since the last time I cut you out.
Apparently I haven’t changed since then either.
I’m still the overly optimistic semi-naive girl who puts others before herself and gives people way too many chances.
I thought maybe since we were best friends when we were together that we could be good friends when we were broken up, too.
Instead, your idea of us being friends is you playing a constant mind game with me and using me to your every advantage.
I’m starting to think maybe my perception of our relationship is a little warped. Maybe we were never good friends, just two people stuck together in a relationship built off of lies and manipulation.
Both hopelessly convinced it was love when in reality it never was.
And for that reason, we’ll never be good friends.
I thought I could trust you to treat me better knowing how much you had hurt me in the past but the hurt just continues like we picked up right where we left off.
Sure, our love for each other has dissipated and we’ve both moved on but you’re still playing the same old tricks.
Luckily as time has gone on, I’ve gotten better at detecting when you’re manipulating me and I can see through your shit now.
I can’t be friends with someone who sees my worth yet still continues to treat me like they don’t and probably never will.
I’m all for giving people second chances but not when they haven’t learned from the first.
And with that, it’s time we say goodbye once more. Let’s hope this time it’s for good.
