Post by shattered on Feb 17, 2009 12:58:22 GMT -5
You rejected me.
After deceiving and betraying me -- all different forms of rejection -- for God knows how long.
You are a coward and a girly man. In so many different ways.
You're a big success in your career, but as a human being, you are a complete and utter loser.
Objectively, you gained so much more from being with me than I gained from being with you.
Why then, did I want to be with you and marry you, and you always kept me at arm's length?
Why did you leave me? Why? I honestly have no clue. You knew I didn't know, and you refused to tell me.
Why, instead of rejoicing that I'm rid of you -- you don't know how many of my friends responded to your dumping me with, "Shattered, you really dodged a bullet" -- am I the one who was almost destroyed by the pain of your betrayal, and by the pain of losing you?
Why am I the one still upset and anxious on a near-daily basis about how you treated me, and how I let you treat me, while I am nothing more than a long-distant memory to you?
Why? Why? Why?
On rare occassions when you acted nice and normal, and like you actually wanted to be with me, we were so happy. You were, too. I saw how you looked at me. There were times when we had so much fun. Your kids loved me and I loved them. They were so excited about us getting engaged. Why weren't you?
Why didn't *you* want to be with *me*?
Yes, I agree with everyone who says it's your loss. But that didn't make me any less devastated when you threw me away like a piece of trash, and it doesn't make me feel less lonely and confused now.
I hate you like I've never hated anyone before.
After deceiving and betraying me -- all different forms of rejection -- for God knows how long.
You are a coward and a girly man. In so many different ways.
You're a big success in your career, but as a human being, you are a complete and utter loser.
Objectively, you gained so much more from being with me than I gained from being with you.
Why then, did I want to be with you and marry you, and you always kept me at arm's length?
Why did you leave me? Why? I honestly have no clue. You knew I didn't know, and you refused to tell me.
Why, instead of rejoicing that I'm rid of you -- you don't know how many of my friends responded to your dumping me with, "Shattered, you really dodged a bullet" -- am I the one who was almost destroyed by the pain of your betrayal, and by the pain of losing you?
Why am I the one still upset and anxious on a near-daily basis about how you treated me, and how I let you treat me, while I am nothing more than a long-distant memory to you?
Why? Why? Why?
On rare occassions when you acted nice and normal, and like you actually wanted to be with me, we were so happy. You were, too. I saw how you looked at me. There were times when we had so much fun. Your kids loved me and I loved them. They were so excited about us getting engaged. Why weren't you?
Why didn't *you* want to be with *me*?
Yes, I agree with everyone who says it's your loss. But that didn't make me any less devastated when you threw me away like a piece of trash, and it doesn't make me feel less lonely and confused now.
I hate you like I've never hated anyone before.