Friday, 12 August 2011

  • These Things I'll Never Say

     

     

    Dear boyfriend,

    Do you have any idea what you're doing? I hate how you make me want to rip my hair out and run away from everything. I hate how you always cancel plans. I hate how you lie to me and still swear you never do. I'm not stupid and I know what you're doing. You're a liar and a cheat. Why am I with someone who only says he loves me, but never shows it?

    Why do you get mad when I get upset? Why do you always say I should "never start with you?" NEWSFLASH, you're hurting me, and every single fucking time I try to bring something up you just yell, scream and bitch about how I drive you crazy. What is wrong with you? Take a minute to step out of your selfish eyes and look at the whole situation. You're going to college and you have the maturity of a 10-year-old, you're spineless, and you do whatever your friends say.

    I have never seen a more selfish, spineless, immature person in my entire life. You are too afraid to go out and get a job. You're too afraid to confront anything so you just say "fuck them all." When I ask you to hold me like you love me and not like I'm a hooker you bitch and yell at me. When you hold your stupid pocketknife that I always tell you I hate in your hands, you don't put it down.

    You claim you would never hurt me, and then we start fighting again. I can't even tell you when I'm upset about something because you always turn it back around on me. I am so sick of your bullshit and I'm sick of loving someone who doesn't deserve me. I'm younger than you but I am years ahead of you in maturity and intelligence. I'm going to be a surgeon, I'm going to be successful. Where are you going? Last time I checked, you have no idea what you're going to do.

    I don't need you. You're lucky I'm so messed up that I'm too afraid to do anything because I'm afraid to be alone. I hide these feelings every day and kiss you back because it shuts you up. You say you love me, but do you really? I bet you feel something for me, but you're not treating me the way I deserve to be treated. You will be the death of me. You're the reason for my last two suicide attempts, and you're still to fucking dumb to realize it. I have come to the comclusion that you will never love me. You lie to me every day. I'm sick of it.

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