To the most inconsiderate asshole of a person
I’m writing you this because I know that if I say what I have to say to your face I will probably punch you.
I don’t know you anymore.
I don’t see you anymore.
All I get is a quick text or a rushed e-mail from you every few days.
I know you are busy and I know you have her. We blocked people until there was only me and you. You probably haven’t noticed, because you have never been in the position I am in now.
You have always had someone. You always had me. I always had you.
Now you have that girl and I have no one.
At least be that to me. In a few years time if my name ever comes up you will probably say, “Chloe, now there’s a name I haven’t heard in years. I wonder what she’s doing now; I haven’t seen or thought of her in years!”
Maybe our time has come and gone. And if that’s the case I won’t bother sending you this letter.