To Abbey
I love you, and I always will. Stilll want you to come back. But you hurt me.
Dear Abbey,
Here is a letter that i’ll never send. I hope you know you broke my heart, I understand you’re going through a bunch of shit and I told you I want to support you through it, but unfortunately you keep saying no. Throughout those months of talking and getting together, I know you didn’t see any of it coming with addi, and your avoidance. And stuff with your mental health. I supported you through fucking everything, and now knowing your talking to another guy, reposting lovey dovey shit hurts because yeah you did say that our relationship meant a lot, but yet your talking to another guy so clearly it didn’t mean much to you. I did so much for you, I saved you. i SAVED you. I called the ambulance for you that night bc you overdosed, and i was so fucking frantic. But i still stayed. I stayed throughout all of it, because i loved you and i wanted to support you. You keep saying yo me “we can’t be together, i don’t know if we can be together, never liked and loved anyone like you, im confused about my feelings, i lost feelings for you, i don’t know if i lost feelings for you” well which is it abbey? You either love me or you don’t. I understand you’re going through a lot with the mental health right now, but to me it just feels like you dumped me in the trash and brought a replacement along with it. You say to me that you’re sorry, but i don’t think you understand how much i actually adored you, and how much it’s hurting me. I don’t think you give a shit abt how i’m feeling, i just think you care about yourself and the other guy. I was so happy with you, but I was wrong again i suppose. I love you, i always will and id get back with you in a heartbeat, but i hope he makes you happier then i ever did.
Here is a letter that i’ll never send. I hope you know you broke my heart, I understand you’re going through a bunch of shit and I told you I want to support you through it, but unfortunately you keep saying no. Throughout those months of talking and getting together, I know you didn’t see any of it coming with addi, and your avoidance. And stuff with your mental health. I supported you through fucking everything, and now knowing your talking to another guy, reposting lovey dovey shit hurts because yeah you did say that our relationship meant a lot, but yet your talking to another guy so clearly it didn’t mean much to you. I did so much for you, I saved you. i SAVED you. I called the ambulance for you that night bc you overdosed, and i was so fucking frantic. But i still stayed. I stayed throughout all of it, because i loved you and i wanted to support you. You keep saying yo me “we can’t be together, i don’t know if we can be together, never liked and loved anyone like you, im confused about my feelings, i lost feelings for you, i don’t know if i lost feelings for you” well which is it abbey? You either love me or you don’t. I understand you’re going through a lot with the mental health right now, but to me it just feels like you dumped me in the trash and brought a replacement along with it. You say to me that you’re sorry, but i don’t think you understand how much i actually adored you, and how much it’s hurting me. I don’t think you give a shit abt how i’m feeling, i just think you care about yourself and the other guy. I was so happy with you, but I was wrong again i suppose. I love you, i always will and id get back with you in a heartbeat, but i hope he makes you happier then i ever did.
