of seeing you. How could I possibly react to you? Just seeing your photo on Facefuck makes me fill up with angry blood. The thought of encountering you STILL chills me to the bone. I HATE confrontation, and I know that that’s all you would bring. I think that’s why I’m so reluctant to go out. Facing my past with you is injuring my future as a real life person. I hate that you’ve decided to erase me from your life the way you have. But then, I suppose you have every right to hate me for doing exactly the same thing.

Sometimes I forget why I moved out of my house. But then I am reminded of you and I remember why. Because the thought of how much pain I was in when you broke my heart is too much to bear. I will hope to NEVER treat anyone so carelessly.

I hope one day we meet and things are easy. That is not going to be for a very very long time. 5 months on and I regret every day that I spent with you. That really breaks my heart. I hate this feeling of being unacceptable.

I am happy that I can make someone else happy. From the start with you, I never felt I could. Goodbye forever love, you won’t see me again.