So this letter is for you, Phil as well as Katie, the girl you cheated on me with.

It’s about a month away before you set to be back in Cape Town, a year after you jumped onto a plane and I found out that you were cheating on me.

It’s been a year and I still wonder everytime I step out of the door, is today the day I run into Katie? Is today the day I get to look into those big blue eyes and tell her how her little secret love affair broke my heart and turned a 5 year romance into a complete lie? Is today the day I get to tell her boyfriend what she was actually doing in Bali without him? I never got that day, but today was the day fb suggested I be friends with her.

At first I couldn’t believe my eyes! How dare Facebook suggest I be friends with the slut who broke up my fairy tale! Then I sat and stared at her profile picture. She looks so happy and carefree. Her big blue eye sparkled and her untamed blonde hair blowing in the wind. While I was here with this hate and anger!

I was so busy forgiving you after everything so that I could move on that I forgot to deal with my anger towards her! Now I’m glad fb suggested we be friends. I looked at her with new eyes. For so many months I put myself down for not being as beautiful as her! I mean how to I complete her, how I can I blame you for cheating? She’s beautiful!

The longer I looked at her profile pic, the more I found myself feeling sorry for her and the better I felt about myself. She had a boyfriend but chose to pursue a little secret love on the side regardless. I might not have the blue eyes, blonde hair and legs for days but I have a beautiful and faithful heart.

Not saying she is horrible person, I’m sure she is really nice but she definitely doesn’t have a heart as pure as mine. I’m not perfect but you know I would never do what she did. I would never lie and cheat with total disregard for those I’m hurting around me.

You lost a pure and faithful heart for one that is selfish and deceitful and for that I feel sorry for you.
I love me a bit more now and no longer hate her.

I’m finally ready for you to come back to Cape Town and be in my face. I ready to run into her and not want her to know the pain she cause. I’m ready to let go and move on