I forgive you, but I don’t want you in my life anymore.
I really did trust you a lot then, letting you use my space and my time to talk about your issues; up until you pushed that trust too far. My mother warned me to be careful around you when we first reconnected, yet instead of heeding to her warning; I defended you, saying that you wouldn’t take me for granted. Looking back, she was right.

I hope you know how much I cried that night , and how badly my head hurt from overthinking everything we had done together. The times were it seemed like you were only sticking around so you could go behind my back, and taking advantage of our sleepovers so you could have your “fun” with my own family. I hope you know i was awake that night too, and I heard you leave the room for two hours.

I can’t be mad about what happened anymore, since time had passed and I had moved on. I hope you did learn from this, and hopefully not repeat the same act to your new girl friends.

Bye girlie.