Mike,
I know you wouldn't be able to read this. What are the chances right? It's not in your personality to read something like this. But if by chance you do, you wouldn't know it's me. (crossfingers)
It's been a while.
Maybe you already forgot about me. But I don't. You were my biggest heartbreak. I know you don't know that. I act so tough in front of everyone they didn't even realize I was hurting, real bad.
We met at a time where I thought I was ready for a serious relationship. A mature one. I'm tired of having childish relationship where you broke up because of petty reasons. Been there, done that. Then you came with your smile and eyes I was so mesmerized with.
We became friends. We've talked about a lot of things. We don't even realize we've created our own world. We were good friends then. I was fine with that. Then you announce you would court me. That's when I started seeing you in a different light. You were my ideal guy.
✔ Two or more years older than me.
✔ Taller than me.
✔ White complexion.
✔ Chinky eyes.
That's only physical appearance. What really got me was your atittude, and your tone. Ala eh. I fall hard for you I became blinded by my feelings. I turned blind eye by the signs that you're a bit off. I didn't mind that. You're making me happy anyway.
Then the moment of truth came. I don't know what change your mind, or maybe that was your real plan. I don't know. I cried because of you. You're the only guy I cried for that wasn't dead, and that time I wish you were, because seeing you hurts more.
It's a good thing you left. I wouldn't have to see you everyday. I moved on from you eventually.
I hope you're happy. I hope you regret what you did to me. If not it's fine. I won't hold it against you. Thank you for the lesson. Thank you for teaching me how to always trust my instincts when something wasn't right. I learned that it never fails me.
Thank you.
Sincerely yours,
CIP
