the book of heartbreak

day 49

You like someone else.

When I found out, I was sad for about two seconds before bursting into a ball of flames. I blamed myself for believing your lies. I blamed you for getting over me so fast after telling me that you loved me.

I hope you have fun with her, but just know that I don't care. I won't cry over you, because you're not worth a single tear. You don't know what you're missing.

My experiences in the past seven weeks have made me stronger. I don't take bullshit from anyone anymore. I don't get hung up on little details and if someone leaves, I let them go. You were worth letting go, because you're nothing but a fuckboy who doesn't understand how girls feel.

Maybe that's why your longest relationship was as long as your dick.