kicked but not forgotten

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

kicked but not forgotten

Dear Mr. Nice Douchebag,

After our year-and-a-half long relationship ended, you’ve wanted to be friends. We talk like normal. We’ve hung out as normal, minus the kissing part of course. Lately I’ve been hinting at the fact of possibly getting together for the holidays. You’ve slyly not answered any of these hints. Instead you skip over them. My spidey senses tell me something is amiss. We just broke up. I get this is tough. However, I’m wondering why the suddenness of it all. I’m putting two-and-two together and they add up to the fact that you’ve met someone. You’re interested in someone; hence why you don’t answer my hints. I’d like to tell you that I know. When I sit down and think about things, they just pop up. Usually I’m warm; sometimes scalding. I’m feeling warmer with every hint. Therefore, this is an open letter to let you know that I will stop hinting. I’ll leave you alone. No we cannot maintain a friendship, especially not so soon after a break up. For some reason, I think I’m right on the money. Therefore, I’ll let you do you. Thanks for playing the game. I ended my mourning yesterday. I continue with my life because my world didn’t revolve around you. Thanks and good bye.

Yours truly,

Chupa Chups.