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Dear Ex, 

I used to get butterflies at the sound of your name. Now, tears of anger fill my eyes. You did this to me. It took three months. Three. I finally started to smile again. I finally found someone else. You are trying to destroy my happiness. Why?

The first time I saw you I knew I wanted you in my life. Your green eyes sent shivers down my spine. Your smile warmed my heart. Little did I know, you were going to screw up my entire life. You were going to send me down a spiral of sadness and pain. 

That was seven months ago, but it feels like yesterday. I never though someone could leave me sobbing on the floor every night for three months straight. Why is your definition of love tearing someone apart limb by limb until they feel numb. 

Yes, I know, I should hate you. I can't. How can you hate someone you once called yours? She knew it would hurt me, but she did it anyway. She toyed with my heart until one day, she broke it. She left me there, broken hearted and useless. 

All of the lies stung like a needle. All of the fake smiles and empty words. 

     

                          Screw You (and your lies),

                                             Ana


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