(no subject)
It's been five days, and I still hurt so badly, especially now that he hates because I told Morgan the truth about him that he swears up and down is me lying.
She needed to know, Tom. She had to know before you killed her like you did me.
I still can't believe that you forgot me while we were still together. That you told your workmates that you were single when I was sitting in the dining room of your workplace, waiting for you, and loving you so deeply. I can't believe you lied so cruelly to me and to everyone else. I can't believe you took advantage of that girl while she was going through a hard time and was drunk. I can't believe you still don't understand that she loves someone else and not you, but I did love you. In a way, I still love you. I can't forget you, unlike how you forgot me.
You did cheat on me multiple times. This is how, and this is how I worded it, not that you'll ever see this.
Ever since we got together, you were looking at other women, flirting with other women. You were cheating with your eyes. Then you started telling other women you wanted to be with them, be it sex or otherwise. You know I saw the messages, on Fubar and the like. You cheated with your heart. And then, with this girl, you finally cheated with your body. And I couldn't take anymore. You did every single thing you promised you wouldn't do. And you still don't care. You still don't care that I'm still in pain over you. You don't care that I may need to go to the hospital for how sick my body has become over this. You simply don't care, and it hurts beyond all words. Yeah, you may have been hurt when your wife left you, but I don't think you've ever felt such pain as what you've put on me.
I wanted us to work. But if you were truly unhappy and wanted to be with someone else, you should have been man enough to just say it to my face instead of leading me on, thinking you were as faithful to me as you always swore you were. It's really hard to have the girl who you cheated on me with call me up and tell me everything you've done, and everything you've lied about. And it was hard for her to hear me tell her everything you've done and lied about on my end. What has happened to you to make you so evil, Tom? Why have you been doing the things you've been doing at your workplace?
You're never going to be truly happy, and you can only blame yourself. But why are you spreading lies about me to your family? Do you think it will make you feel better, make you feel stronger and more of a man? Listen to that song you love so much by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. It's what you've been doing to me all along, I just ignored it. It's what you've been doing to my heart and my mind and my spirit because you just couldn't say that you didn't love me anymore, but you still led me on to believe you did.
But you don't care. You'll never care. I wish for just one minute you could actually care and not be lying about it. Then maybe you'd understand exactly what you've done to me. But I've been doing a lot of wishful thinking these past days. And nothing will ever come of it but more torment for me.
I love you, Tom. I wish I could tell you all this in person but it would have no effect. Because even though you said you wouldn't forget me, you already did a long time ago.
She needed to know, Tom. She had to know before you killed her like you did me.
I still can't believe that you forgot me while we were still together. That you told your workmates that you were single when I was sitting in the dining room of your workplace, waiting for you, and loving you so deeply. I can't believe you lied so cruelly to me and to everyone else. I can't believe you took advantage of that girl while she was going through a hard time and was drunk. I can't believe you still don't understand that she loves someone else and not you, but I did love you. In a way, I still love you. I can't forget you, unlike how you forgot me.
You did cheat on me multiple times. This is how, and this is how I worded it, not that you'll ever see this.
Ever since we got together, you were looking at other women, flirting with other women. You were cheating with your eyes. Then you started telling other women you wanted to be with them, be it sex or otherwise. You know I saw the messages, on Fubar and the like. You cheated with your heart. And then, with this girl, you finally cheated with your body. And I couldn't take anymore. You did every single thing you promised you wouldn't do. And you still don't care. You still don't care that I'm still in pain over you. You don't care that I may need to go to the hospital for how sick my body has become over this. You simply don't care, and it hurts beyond all words. Yeah, you may have been hurt when your wife left you, but I don't think you've ever felt such pain as what you've put on me.
I wanted us to work. But if you were truly unhappy and wanted to be with someone else, you should have been man enough to just say it to my face instead of leading me on, thinking you were as faithful to me as you always swore you were. It's really hard to have the girl who you cheated on me with call me up and tell me everything you've done, and everything you've lied about. And it was hard for her to hear me tell her everything you've done and lied about on my end. What has happened to you to make you so evil, Tom? Why have you been doing the things you've been doing at your workplace?
You're never going to be truly happy, and you can only blame yourself. But why are you spreading lies about me to your family? Do you think it will make you feel better, make you feel stronger and more of a man? Listen to that song you love so much by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. It's what you've been doing to me all along, I just ignored it. It's what you've been doing to my heart and my mind and my spirit because you just couldn't say that you didn't love me anymore, but you still led me on to believe you did.
But you don't care. You'll never care. I wish for just one minute you could actually care and not be lying about it. Then maybe you'd understand exactly what you've done to me. But I've been doing a lot of wishful thinking these past days. And nothing will ever come of it but more torment for me.
I love you, Tom. I wish I could tell you all this in person but it would have no effect. Because even though you said you wouldn't forget me, you already did a long time ago.