best mistake • e.d

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dear scarlett,

you always wanted to pick a fight with me.

you always wanted to win.

but i wouldn't dare let you.

there would be screaming and hitting from you. for a small person, you could kick and throw hard punches harder than any guy could ever do.

our fights were always irrelevant. we would fight about the smallest things, but you would turn it into something big that shouldn't have mattered.

our breakup was a fight. why?

because you cheated on me. not once, but four times. you were such a sneaky little shit.

always snuck out of our apartment, well my apartment. you just decided to live there for a while until i kicked you out.

anyways, you wouldn't get home until late in the evening. late as in, the time i would be asleep, waiting for you to get in bed with me.

but you never showed..

and i always wondered why, until i got the truth out of you.

i never felt your touch, your presence, any of those nights when you were out, hoeing around with a bunch of multiple guys.

you fucked it up, scar. you wouldn't believe the things i did to myself after i cut you out of my life.

so, here goes nothing.