I’m having the best day ever, and BAM! You creep into my messages with pathetic excuses and more bullshit lies.
Stop! Stop contacting me when it’s convenient for you. I don’t have the time or patience. You’re sounding like a broken record. It’s getting old.
You don’t miss me. You don’t love me. You don’t even want me. You’re just sitting around realizing how badly you messed up. The silence of an empty house and life is catching up with you.
Where were you when I wanted and needed you? Where were you when I wanted to be together? You were too caught up in your games to see the actual picture.
The reality is setting in that I’m not there anymore. I got tired of being there at your convenience, dropping everything because I cared. Because you were all I wanted. Because I thought I was what you wanted too.
Don’t text me with your problems and feelings. That door has closed. And that’s your own damn fault. You only have yourself to blame for pushing away the one person who had your back always.
Don’t try to use guilt or manipulate my feelings in order to get your way. I don’t need your drama or your narcissistic comments anymore. You should have thought of that before you tried to destroy me.
I don’t rely on you or your love. I never needed you for anything, I only wanted you for the person I fell for. I thought you were who you claimed to be. But the person I thought you were was all a lie, and our love was a lie.
You’re NOT the man I met or loved.
So stop with the selfish shit and reaching out to me only because no one else is around, or because you feel alone. Don’t get caught up in feelings and memory lane because you’re drunk.
You didn’t want me then, and you sure aren’t going to have me now.