I really don’t know how your life is
now. And to be honest, I kind of don’t care. Yes, I still have those little
treasures and keepsakes of the memories that we shared, but they don’t really
have any significance in my life. They just sit there in the corner, waiting to
be loved. That probably won’t ever happen. No, you’re never getting your
sweatshirt back. Yes, it’s sitting at the bottom of the pile. Don’t worry, it’s
probably wrinkled.
There’s really only one thing I have
to say to you- “I don’t understand how we can be the way we were, then just
shut it all off.” Yeah, I’d consider our breakup “sudden”. I mean, in a way I saw
it coming; you had become distant, and the signs were there and all. But I didn’t
think you were heartless enough to do it the way you did. When I was on Cloud
9, you just had to tear me off. I really tried not to think of you as an
asshole, but that’s what you truly ended up as.
I let you in because you truly cared
about me. Honestly, you loved me more than I loved you. But your quirkiness and
cute charm grew on me. Or else I never would have dated you in the first place.
How did you go from caring about me more than I could have imagined, to
breaking my heart in the worst way possible?
No, I’m not mad at you because we
broke up. I’m mad at you because you just had
to do it then, didn’t you? I’m mad at you because you let people turn on me. I’m
mad at you because you didn’t have an ounce of decency to look me in the eye
and give me a real reason. I’m mad at you for ruining one of the best friendships
I’ve ever had. But I get it, you’re a teenage guy. You’re dumb, and I’ll never
forget that.
I don’t regret dating you. I don’t regret
having such a good friendship- well, while it lasted. Though you’ve put me
through so much, you’ve reminded me to live without regrets. The happy times
that we shared together outweigh the heartbreak and sadness that I went
through. I’m just glad I never told you I loved you.
♥ Diary of a Teen
