Dear You,
It's been a year since we met. A year since we became friends. And a year since we started talking almost daily. It's almost been a year since we dated and then broke up. It's almost been a year since I've lost my friends because of you and my selfishness. And it's almost been a year since your friend had the balls to ask to sleep with me and then rub it in your face because you deserved it.
I've seen you a lot this new school year, and frankly, I don't find myself missing you or angry or even sad. I'm happy with my person because he makes me feel like a real human and a real woman. No one's done that before. I see the chick you left me for cling to you like a lost child, and honestly, I feel bad for her.
Multiple people have told me how you have treated her. Then again, those same people don't realize I don't care anymore. But they did tell me how you cheated on her and she forgave you. I wonder what you'd have to say to someone who's obsessed with you to make them forgive you for cheating and violating that basic rule or even basic knowledge of a real relationship. But then again, women are just toys to you. They're not real women they're not real people.
Hopefully, one day, her delusional mind will realize the same way I did after learning the truth of your actions. There's really nothing more to say on the matter really, you're just a child with no real understanding of what pain is. You're just a bored child with such a normal life. People like me envy it. And you waste it on trying to be a wannabe playboy with no real understanding of what foreplay is.
You once told me how bored you are with life and how it begins to be the same thing every single day, I understand that feeling but I also understand the feeling of constantly suffocating in panic, stress, and sadness. That's something you'll probably never understand, so of course, it makes sense that you feel no empathy for people who do.
But that's just something I've observed. I could just be as delusional as I was before.
-Tomie Grayson