Either you are the most confused person I know or you really want to play it safe by pretending all sorts of things.

You keep a couple picture on your profile like some trophy and you ask me about coming to the airport when I land in C, our current city, and then you slyly go off to B, our hometown for a visit. I kept asking you to come regularly so that it wasn’t always long distance but you kept talking of how expensive that was.

The only reason I informed u abt coming to C was coz I thought it’d hurt you if I was in town and someone else told you about it. Clearly those kind of considerations never come to your mind with regards to me. They never did earlier either. It was always about what suited you, to get your way in the moment. You perhaps returned after the first break up so that you could’ve everything about us without any responsibility. You made everything my fault, I was pushy, naggy, didn’t focus on my career, didn’t trust you, desperate to get married. Everything was me, where were you? Oh I forget, out there getting yourself drunk each weekend and earning money which you claimed to be for us but is basically just for your alcohol and friends.

And let me trash your theories of how I am untrustworthy because I am eager to just get married and a zillion other things you have told urself to justify ur actions in ur head. The truth is you have no good reason to justify why you backed off from promises you willingly made. Towards the end, I felt like I was a booty call. Since you once expressed anger over having to spend on gifts for me, I hope you got your money’s worth. Truth is you wanted my love, my soul, my body, my very life without the responsibility of even regularly interacting with me. You treated me like I was a fucking prostitute who could be bought over by gifts and kept hidden from family and friends.

I kept defending you to everyone, every fucking person. And you were not worth any of it. You were just an asshole trying to have a girlfriend in name to feel good about himself and his sexuality but unable to be a man about handling the relationship. You were a fucking coward. You chose the silent treatment for everything because it was so safe, it helped you dodge responsibility and then you complained about how I just blamed you. What the fuck was the silent treatment? Wasn’t that fucking blame?

I want to just say one grand old FUCK YOU and GO TO HELL.