It’s one thing to make the effort to get someone to fall for you when you actually want to create something special with them, but it’s something else entirely when you go through all that just to hurt them in the end. This is why it blows my mind that you convinced me that we’d be great together, only to end it all in the worst way possible:
I wasn’t even that crazy about you when we first met.
When a mutual friend introduced us, you didn’t seem like anything special. You were quiet and just average in the looks department, and I was happy enough chatting to someone else. Still, you lingered around long enough for us to end up talking. Why couldn’t you have just left me alone and prevented this whole mess from happening in the first place?
Your charming act was all for show.
As I got to know you, you seemed genuinely sweet. A >good guy is hard to find and somehow, you seemed to fit the bill. You really listened when I talked and acted like you cared about the things I said. It was refreshing. Now, though, I wish you’d just shown who you truly were from the beginning. I can’t believe you put on such a convincing mask when the person underneath it was so different.
I liked you as a friend, not just as a love interest.
The more we hung out, the more I began to trust you. I saw that you were really reliable, friendly, and fun to be around. The more I started to like you, the more I saw that there could be more between us. It would’ve been easier to write you off if you’d pursued me romantically from the start, but you had to make the wound even bigger by becoming my friend first.
I would’ve been perfectly happy keeping things platonic.
Okay, so I knew that you had a thing for me but I thought we had an understanding that we were going to stay friends because the other option was just too dangerous. Wasn’t that our silent agreement? Staying just friends would’ve been perfectly fine by me, so it hurts even more that you convinced me to take things to the next level before ripping the rug out from under my feet.
You had me so convinced that you’d be a good boyfriend.
After you kissed me, I started to see you as way more than a friend. I thought I’d finally found someone who cared and didn’t mind showing it. You’d been such a great friend that I thought I could trust you with my heart. I wish you hadn’t worked so hard to pretend that you were going to give me more than you did.
You knew exactly how to trap my heart.
You’d notice little things that I did and then tell me about them. Did you read some kind of pickup artist guide, or what? The worst part is I totally fell for it — hook, line, and sinker. I should have known that this was as fake. I thought I was clever enough to see the telltale signs, but somehow, you managed to slip past my BS radar.
Your words didn’t match up with your actions.
Do you even remember the messages you sent me? I wish I’d taken screenshots of all those pseudo declarations of undying love. I just can’t bend my head around why you’d send those texts when you obviously didn’t mean them. If you didn’t want something real with me, there was no reason for you to tell me that you did.
I should’ve known it was too good to be true.
I’m a grown woman, and yet while all this was happening, no alarm bells were ringing in my head. I’m old enough and wise enough to know that relationships aren’t fairy tales. I should’ve seen your next move coming, but I was blinded by your affection.
You ended things in the worst way possible.
One day I was all you could think about, and the next you were acting like we’d never met. You stopped texting. You didn’t reply to me. You flat-out ghosted me. Do you even realize how messed up that is and how much it screwed with my head? I spent way too much time wondering how I’d messed things up even though the whole thing was your fault.
I deserved better than what you gave me.
In the end, I realized you’d somehow got over the whole thing. You’re human — I get that. But you still could have done me the courtesy of letting me know. You put in a lot of work to get me hooked on you only to throw it all away like nothing had ever happened between us. I would have gone above and beyond for you, or at least ended things the right way after all we’d been through. But you didn’t even have the decency to do that for someone who truly cared about you.
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