Hey you...
You-Know-Who-You-Are,
I know you still read this. Even if you wont admit it. I'm just posting this to explain myself. I know a few days before Christmas I confessed to never wanting to speak to you again. And I never gave you an explination. I'm sorry for that. I owe you one I guess. So here it is:
I can't stand hearing you are sorry anymore. Everytime something goes wrong in your life you SUDDENLY understand how I felt. No...I don't think you ever could. I thought I loved you, and you hurt me over and over. But I forgave you each time. Because I thought I could help you. You took for granted I forgave you. And you kept doing it. You had no courage, no respect, nothing inside of you. You were not sorry when you did it, that's when you should have been. Not now. To little, to late. You have no idea how it feels. That's the WORST thing you could ever say to me. You didn't LOVE Jen, and you didn't THINK you LOVED Jen. You can say that you did, but I know you better than that. Yeah it upset you that she did that to you, but it will NEVER measure up to what I felt. Because I cared about you more than you cared about her...I'm willing to bet on that. You and Megan belong together...I think. I think what happened was that you met her at the wrong time. Because fate still had to push the two of us together. I belive everybody comes in and out of your life for a reason, and they change you, and mold you into who you are supposed to be. And you crossed paths before you were supposed to. So you had to fuck her over in order to cross paths with Me, Jen, Tara, Angie, Candice..Shall I go on? The point is, now that you've done all that you are where you are supposed to be. I've moved on...I just as soon hope you do as well. Last April (April was it?) was a mistake. And I'm sorry for it. Royal Oak...In case you have forgotten. When you appologize a million times you make me relive it, and that kills me. And I cry about it sometimes. Because I still feel slightly violated. And Will sees this. Sometimes it makes him feel like I'm crying because I still care...I can't risk that with William. I love him. I don't care about you that way anymore. I think I let shit go on so long because I thought I could "save" you...or help you. But you didn't want to be helpped. So I have to put up a white flag. Let well enough alone. So I'm sorry. But that's how it got to be. Maybe one day things will work themselves out...Untill then, good luck with Megan. Be good to her. And have a wonderful life.
Sincerely,
Alyssa Rose
Scarred and brused, but not broken.
I know you still read this. Even if you wont admit it. I'm just posting this to explain myself. I know a few days before Christmas I confessed to never wanting to speak to you again. And I never gave you an explination. I'm sorry for that. I owe you one I guess. So here it is:
I can't stand hearing you are sorry anymore. Everytime something goes wrong in your life you SUDDENLY understand how I felt. No...I don't think you ever could. I thought I loved you, and you hurt me over and over. But I forgave you each time. Because I thought I could help you. You took for granted I forgave you. And you kept doing it. You had no courage, no respect, nothing inside of you. You were not sorry when you did it, that's when you should have been. Not now. To little, to late. You have no idea how it feels. That's the WORST thing you could ever say to me. You didn't LOVE Jen, and you didn't THINK you LOVED Jen. You can say that you did, but I know you better than that. Yeah it upset you that she did that to you, but it will NEVER measure up to what I felt. Because I cared about you more than you cared about her...I'm willing to bet on that. You and Megan belong together...I think. I think what happened was that you met her at the wrong time. Because fate still had to push the two of us together. I belive everybody comes in and out of your life for a reason, and they change you, and mold you into who you are supposed to be. And you crossed paths before you were supposed to. So you had to fuck her over in order to cross paths with Me, Jen, Tara, Angie, Candice..Shall I go on? The point is, now that you've done all that you are where you are supposed to be. I've moved on...I just as soon hope you do as well. Last April (April was it?) was a mistake. And I'm sorry for it. Royal Oak...In case you have forgotten. When you appologize a million times you make me relive it, and that kills me. And I cry about it sometimes. Because I still feel slightly violated. And Will sees this. Sometimes it makes him feel like I'm crying because I still care...I can't risk that with William. I love him. I don't care about you that way anymore. I think I let shit go on so long because I thought I could "save" you...or help you. But you didn't want to be helpped. So I have to put up a white flag. Let well enough alone. So I'm sorry. But that's how it got to be. Maybe one day things will work themselves out...Untill then, good luck with Megan. Be good to her. And have a wonderful life.
Sincerely,
Alyssa Rose
Scarred and brused, but not broken.