This is something old that I wrote but I improved it a little bit. Enjoy!
After 11 months of you leaving me for that girl, you choose to text me at 3:00 pm asking if I'm fine or if I have cut over you... Really? That's the shit you're going to ask me after 8 fucking months on not talking to each other? Every night before I shut my eyes for these past 11 months, I cried myself to sleep thinking of things that brought me down such as, "You aren't good enough! Thats why he cheated!" or, "You'll never find love again." For the past 11 months, I've allowed the depression get to me... For the past 11 months, I tried to kill myself because I thought my life was over... You made me laugh, cry, angry, but I still loved you... And guess what? You ruined that.. You ruined what you had with that one person that gave you their heart even when it was broken... So YOU fucked up... YOU'RE the asshole. So, when you ask me if we are friends... Just know that the answer will always be "No..." I loved you but you didn't love me back... and I'm ok with that, just don't you ever dare to come back into my life and wonder if you can be my friend again...
