The story of us is unique, yet tragic. We first met back in high school& our awkward friendship turned magically into a passionate romance. We called ourselves Romeo and Juliet, although you wouldn’t be even a little melancholy, let alone tell me the truth about who you were. My parents found out& split us apart. However, later on we talked again on Skype and then email. I tried to meet up with you at least a hundred times, yet excuses and lies like usual. You will never change, A. You’ll always be the selfish liar who blames everything on me, even though I was just being blunt about your lies. You’re so delusional & conceited. I thought we were romantic and compatible like Allie and Noah from the Notebook, but definitely not. I see that now. Love blinded me, but I’m going to meet a guy one day who won’t give me bullshit. I might be bipolar, but at least I’m not a sociopath like your crazy ass.
Goodbye forever,
SJB