It has been months since I first met you. I thought that we are going to be okay. We talked about a lot of possibilities and we even tried to talk about “US.” We talked about how happy life would be if it was you and me. We cared too much about each other that we’d try to go our own separate ways just to meet each other’s demands. You were so sweet and you loved almost everything about what I do. You made me laugh and you made me cry for no apparent reason. You made me feel like our friendship is going deeper. So here I am, thinking that we’re going to be better – that there’s more to us than being just friends.
Yes, you were sweet. You have been telling me things that would cloud up my mind at night and I, would end up dreaming of you. You were so great in the game I call love. I just a snap, you made me believe that I am worthy of your time. You made me believe that I can be the girl you’d introduce to your parents. You made me believe that I am worth it. But after some time, something changed and I wish I knew how to mend myself.
I hate you for ruining my poetry. I am supposed to be making a poem about my love for you. But here I am, writing an open letter to you, hoping this will reach you. Fcuk you!
I have been into relationships but never have I looked forward to be with someone – than you. I thought that it’s going to be you and me until the end. I hoped and I waited but, where are you now? Where were you when I tried to open myself and answered you when you asked me? Where were you when I was brave enough to tell you YES? Where were you when we’re already supposed to be together?
You asked me, and just when I answered you, you left – without a trace. Is leaving better than saying: “I’m sorry, I cannot be with you” ?
For a while, I thought everything will fall into place. I kept on hoping that you’ll be back. I prayed for you – for “us” – to happen. But nothing happened and now, I no longer give a damn. To me, you are nothing but a bad memory. Now, you are nothing but a bad dream. Everytime you visit me in my dreams, I would always want to wake up from that nightmare. You are like a history that I don’t want to recall. You are like sore eyes, I don’t want to see you. You are like shit, I don’t want to smell you. You are like a skin disease, I shouldn’t go anywhere near you. Babe now, you are nothing but a mistake.
I can’t hold on anymore. I can’t keep holding on to someone who is no longer there, someone who would only show when he needs something, or someone who would talk to me because he’s bored. I am not your game, for pete’s sake! I can no longer stand building a brick wall for you. I may sound like an airhead but dang! Why have I been closing my door to someone who tried to pursue me? Why am I inlove with you? Please, hear me shout!
I am tired and helpless. I broke my own being into pieces for nothing. I hurt myself just to let you go and I felt so stupid for doing so. So long, you! I wish to never see you. Like, ever, again.