I hope you don’t take it the wrong way that I write to you so much. I suppose that’s what happens when someone fucks with your head. I’m just so confused. I will never reach out to you and ask, but were you ever really my friend? I have never known someone so cruel so excuse my lack of understanding here. Does the girl know you’re with her because I didn’t let you have me? Does she know I sobbed to you on her behalf because my heart hurt for her, and your lack of empathy for her? I wonder what you tell her now that I can’t defend my name. Also, if ever I find out you dare to speak a lie on my name, I will tell the entire truth on yours. Please do not think that I am wasting tears on you, although thoughts, I must admit. You have not won anything here however, I feel no love for you. Not one bit. May God free her from you also or fix you for her. Poor girl, bless her soul. But you know what? I know you’re capable of being good because I’ve seen the good in you and even if you were never truly my friend, I was a friend to you and no one can ever deny that. I loved you so truly and never with any ulterior motives, and so at least I can walk away knowing I was good to you at every point in time. My love is not wasted, but the clock is ticking, it’s not too late to change your ways because I promise you that you will regret this for the rest of your life. You’ll think to me when it all goes down and you’ll know, “I told you so” .