I used to have so much faith in you. I would’ve gone to the ends of the earth to protect and defend you. Honestly, I probably made every excuse for you under the sun all to help your reputation.
“He’s just grumpy.” “You should see him when it’s just us, he’s totally different.” “He’s just had a rough past.” My god, what was I thinking? At least I can laugh at how insanely naive I was back then.
I’m embarrassed that I ever trusted you and I feel so bad for those poor girls who still do. All this ‘thing’ between us ever was, was a pathetic mind game you played until you won.
You made me think you had this past that haunted you, that you struggled with every day to overcome. That you were this kind soul trapped in a misunderstood body that needed help breaking out of its shell.
You even went so far as to make me feel like I was your missing piece. That all you needed was my love and you'd be able to finally feel free.
You made me feel like I actually mattered to you, more than anything.
I wanted so bad for you to be a good person that I would believe just about anything you said if it meant that you’d treat me better.
If you were being short with me, I chalked it up to you being in a bad mood and hoped tomorrow would be better.
When you ignored me for hours on end, you’d say you were caught up with something in your head and I genuinely believed you.
But it was all just an act. I understand your game and I know exactly how to beat you at it. You put on this pathetic pity party and you were beyond committed to the act.
You lure girls in by making them think you’re just an innocent guy with nothing but good intentions. You play on the fact that you know good girls want to “fix” bad guys.
You can’t be helped because that’s not what’s wrong with you. You’re not a good guy, not a single bone in your body is pure.
All you are is a douchebag who wants nothing to do with the word “commitment.” You couldn’t carry through with a promise even if your life depended on it.
The only thing you ever wanted was another body willing to come over at your request. And I was foolish enough to think you wanted me for who I was.
Sometimes I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me, I would make you feel worthless and pathetic and terrible to the core. But I’m above that.
I’m a better person than you are.
I’m won’t fight fire with fire and the best way to get back at you is to just be happy and successful with a life you don’t fit into.
I absolutely love this life and you’ll never be a part of it.
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