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You Say ‘I Miss You’, I Say ‘Liar’

My heart took a serious hit when I realized that everything that we’d built was literally founded on lies. You pretended to be invested on us when in reality you were just putting up a selfish act to feed your ego. It was never about us, it was always all about you. You’re nothing but a liar.

It took me some time to open my eyes and see the kind of person you’re hiding behind your facade, but I did. I walked away from the relationship 100% sure that it was the best thing for me to do. I had to protect my heart, I just couldn’t allow you to continue drowning me in the delusion that you called our love.

I’ll admit that detaching my heart from yours was probably the hardest things I had to endure.

Because through the realization of you twisted ways, you tried to fool and convince me once again that you loved me and needed us. I wanted so bad for it to be true, I truly did, that’s how good you were at deceiving my heart.

I’m the type that loves to love and you took advantage of my big heart, but I got fed up with giving you my unconditional all in vain.

Not once you put my needs first over yours. My love was no longer enough to fix something that seemed to have been broken from the get-go.

I had to fight against my need to believe you, maybe because I couldn’t handle the shame of allowing you to fool me for so long.

Damn, you were good at making believe that what we had was real. I have to give you that.

I’m still picking up the pieces of our broken past, but I’m staying strong. No amount of “I miss you’s” will convince me of the fact that you’re nothing but a douchebag in disguise. You’re a fraud.

All I want is for you to quit your act and leave me alone.

I did my best to be civil but I don’t think I was effective at getting the message across. You’ve made it your mission to get me back and now all you’re doing is suffocating me with fake “I miss you” and “I love you’s”. I’m not buying it because you’ve proven yourself to be the biggest douche and a monumental liar.

Don’t you see that I no longer fall for any of your bullshit?

Your persistence to get back together with me only highlights how much of an egomaniac you truly are.

What’s really sad about all this is that I truly loved you. I invested my heart in giving us the best shot at something real and you blew it. Part of me wants to think that deep down your foolish heart you actually cared about me at some point. I guess I don’t want to walk away from all this empty handed.

The truth is, you didn’t truly love me and you most definitely don’t care about me now.

You don’t want me, you just want someone who you can easily manipulate into accepting your delusion. You just want attention; someone to tell you how special you are, even if it’s all a lie.

Please get it through your head, I’m no longer the naive girl that fell for you.

I’m smarter, wiser, stronger. Being with you showed me an inner strength I never knew I had and I guess that’s the only positive thing I’m getting from this experience. I now know what my heart shouldn’t settle for and there’s no going back.

I’m honestly a better person than you are and I’m putting my needs first this time. Never again I will make the mistake of falling for someone like you.

I Found Out You Really Were Just A Douchebag In Disguise

We’re just going to dedicate and or direct this to all the douchebags out there. The guys that are really good at playing the nice guy card and fooling girls into thinking they’ve found a diamond in the rough. When really it just turns out you’re fantastic at pretending. You’re really just a douche.

I’m going to mark this one down as another lesson learned.

A really unfair and crappy lesson to learn by the way. You’ve taught me what to look for though, in regards to the traits and types of men I need to steer clear of.

You opened up and let me in, briefly, and I trusted you.

I share things with you I didn’t share with many people because I thought you were different. Ha, I guess the real joke was and is on me. You wanted me when it was convenient for you, which is a dickish move.

I thought maybe things could change, we could do it your way for a while and something would click inside that skull of yours.

I believed that somewhere inside of you hiding was this romantic version of you that would come out and re-sweep me off my feet. That would stop feeding me these “I’m better off single” lines or “I can’t give you what you want” crap.

I made countless excuses for you and your behavior towards me to my friends.

They told me what you were doing wasn’t fair to me and that I should tell you to screw off, to stop toying with my emotions. They could see that I deserve better.

You know what? They’re absolutely 100% correct.

I do deserve better.

You let me feel bad for caring. Who does that? I apologized for worrying about you. You made me feel bad about sharing my emotions with you. I felt needy and burdensome. I allowed you to made me think I wasn’t going to be anything more than a girl you just sleep with and leave the next day.

However, the only person I should really be apologizing to is myself. I should apologize to my heart for letting it get pulled through the ringer again, for letting it go on for so long and for allowing me to think that there was something wrong with me. It made me feel undesirable and unlovable.

I’d tell my friends they’re right and I’m sorry I didn’t listen to them sooner because I know they were just trying to save me some tears and heartbreak.

I don’t regret you. We had some great times together.

I, however, know that I’m coming out on top in this situation, so the jokes on you. I’m a stronger woman for what has transpired between us.

There’s this moment that kind of clicks when you realize you’re not crazy or in the wrong for wanting more from the person whom you’re romantically involved with.

It may have taken me longer to get there but it’s okay cause I’m there now.

You see, I can look at my reflection in the mirror and I see a beautiful, intelligent, funny, sarcastic, kick-ass woman who is going to do great things. More importantly, I see a girl who doesn’t need you. I wonder what you see when you look at yourself in the mirror. I’m pretty sure you’re so far into the charades that the real you is lost.

The difference now is that I see through all that bs and I’m no longer fooled.

There may be a time when you’ll miss me, some sort of light bulb will click but don’t worry I’ll be okay. I learned from the best on how to focus on what’s best for you. So that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

So thanks for the tips.

The girl who sees right through you and is no longer impressed.

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I Always Knew That A Guy Like Him Would Walk Away

I’d like to think that part of me knew what I was getting myself into when I met him. So in a way, I thought I was ready to take on the consequences of falling hard for someone like him. His charm was intoxicating, so I knew that it felt too good to be true, but I still went for it. I fell hard and hoped for the best, and now in hindsight, I can see how much of a fool I was for allowing my heart to be completely vulnerable to unavoidable hurt.

He played all his cards right and I went along with every single one of his treacherous games.

I got involved too quickly and way too invested to see that I was just another one of his preys. The rational part of me could sense that something was off. My heart was completely blind to the douchebag hiding behind his ‘nice guy’ mask.

The truth is, I allowed him to toy with my emotions. I’m to blame for the shame and pain that he made me feel when he walked away without a reason or explanation. I really wanted to give him the benefit of a doubt, believe that my love could change him and be the exception.

I can’t help but wonder if he ever felt anything special for me, it’d be nice to know if he ever felt what I felt.

It’s just hard to wrap my head around the fact that everything he did and said was a lie.

He was all shades of sweet and kind.

He was funny, charming, confident and overall what appeared to be one of a kind. So, Was it an act when he kissed me on the forehead as I was half asleep in his arms? Was it fake when he hugged me tightly before I left his place after spending hours in his bed?

I might have sensed his deceitfulness from a mile away.

I might have been somehow ready for my heart to take the hit once he got tired of playing with me. But I refuse to believe that he never ever felt anything special for me.

I might just be a hopeless romantic that decided to risk my heart with a guy like him. I just believe that when it comes to matters of love, we have to follow our hearts. Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose. Unfortunately, this time, I lost.