Dear Isaac,

I don’t know where to start. I’m still heartbroken over what happened between us.  I miss those nights that we would stay up talking about what we had done in the day. I miss talking about our future. I miss you. We had to split for good reasons, but I know that you still miss me. Thanks a lot for spreading rumors and denying the truth. Your daughter will probably dislike that about you. How you just walked out on me. But I’m coping. At least I’m trying to. I write songs when I feel awful sometimes. All the pieces of my heart are scattered. Laying there like tiny shards of glass. I am wounded, broken, torn, and shattered. So afraid that I can barely stand. I wish we could go back and change the past. We just need to start over, and make it last. Help me wipe the slate clean. I need a new life. I’m trying to let you go. I’m forever hurt. We had a kid together, but you just ignored her, and me. We had love. I guess not.

How can you be in love when there is only one heat beating? How can you sing in tune when your song is in a different key than mine? How can we walk the same pace when we walk at different speeds? How can we read the one same book, but our chapters don’t align. Sometimes, I cry at night thinking about you. And I wonder, do you think of me too? I dream about you at night occasionally, and you’re in my dreams. You used to dream of me too. I wish we didn’t have to be separated. It hurts too much. But do you wish that as well? Are we good where we are? Not talking and avoiding each other? is this how it’s supposed to be? I really hope things will change. Maybe you feel the same. Then again, maybe not. I’m only half of a broken heart right now. I always guess about what you’re doing.

How is life with your new girlfriend? Is she treating you right? And are you treating her right? Not like how you did away with me. I was such a fool to fall I love with you. I thought that you were a good person. A young man I could count on and trust. I realize now that you’re just a coward. You were jealous over me, so you hurt me. Saying lies and denying the truth. You lied. To me, your friends, even your family. Not just that, but you lied to yourself. How could someone so in love be so hurtful to the woman he loved? A man is supposed to treat a woman with respect, dignity, honor, and kindness. A man is supposed to be chivalrous. But I guess a boy doesn’t know that. A man shouldn’t persuade a woman to do things she doesn’t want to do with him. Especially is he loves the girl. AllI wanted for you was to be happy. I can see slowly that you are. I’m watching you fall in love with her like I watch our daughter fall asleep. Except Crystal is in my arms, and you’re not.

I miss you.
Love, your ex

P.S. Crystal would like to know who her father is. I cry when ever she says “Daddy”.