I do have feelings. I do feel the pain. Why are you doing this to me?
You asked for space, I gave you the freedom to explore and know yourself. And you found someone new in two weeks time.
I’m trying to move on, without you, hopefully. But you insists on us being friends. And as if that wasn’t painful enough, I am now “friends” with your new boy friend (strange as it may sound, I don’t understand why am I in such position as I am now.)
And the worst part, every time you have your LQ, I would mediate for the two of you. Imploring you to take his call, or him answering your text. Stupid me, last time I checked, I wasn’t as stupid. I don’t know what happened between then and now that I’ve changed so much, and sadly for the worst. Maybe it is because of the last night we spent together? Oh, I remember that night so well. Was it a sad goodbye? That part, I couldn’t remember.
Tonight, I finally had the courage to tell you that I am still in pain. And I told him too, your new boy friend. I am tired. This stupidity must come to an end. I spent more call and text loads fixing your (you and your new boy friend) relationship than that I spent fixing ours.
I’m not sure if you both understand my pain, but I doubt it. You are both preoccupied with the troubles of your new relationship. So, I am writing this blog, to let you know – just in case you remember to check out this blog – IT IS OVER.
Good luck and good bye. Let me live my freedom.