for ghosting me. for not telling me it was because you found someone else. someone you’ll likely marry. someone you must have met soon after we broke up of 3 years together off and on. it’s been less than a year since we ended. and now you found someone. someone whom you’re serious with. someone you’ll likely propose to soon.

my father had the best response. “Good for him”

it is. it also puts in perspective that you don’t care about my well-being enough to tell me. to tell me why we couldn’t be friends. or tell me so i wouldn’t hold onto the stupid fucking hope we would be together. i feel like a fool, but that’s my own doing. i thought i deserved more than a ghost after we shared a life together. you thought otherwise.

i don’t resent you. this time i refuse to care. because i didn’t matter enough to tell the truth to. so you sure as hell don’t matter enough to give any thoughts about.