Letter

Katherine,
Your memory haunts me every day, and every night when I sleep I am cuddling with you. I say I love you and you say you love me too. We kiss and I feel joy and my heart feels full. Then I wake up sick soaked in sweat shaking and crying with the worst pain imaginable. You may have moved on with your life. You may have a new love, but none of those things ever happened for me.

To me there is something called trust and loyalty, and you absolutely betrayed my trust and punished my loyalty. I loved you more truly than words can describe. I would have taken a bullet for you, and I trusted you will all of my heart. Simply put I trusted you not to stab me in the back. It was so wrong of you to tell me that you truly love me, talk about our future together, and tell me you will always be there for me.

I never wanted you to take on my pain, and lose yourself. You did that on your own. All I needed was for you to be there for me. I just can’t understand why you broke my heart. We felt so much love together and we would have made it if you had just waited. I guess you lost your faith in me.

My life now is a living hell. I am completely alone. I haven’t dated or even cared about anybody since we broke up. I am losing my soul in this addiction. I am constantly sick, and my heart is always hurting me reminding me of you.

The pain you caused me has changed me. It has changed who I am. I used to have passion, love and hope. but now I just feel deep anger, pain, and never ending sadness. I have a feeling you have done this to other guys. Led them on to think you truly love them, and then one day just completely fuck them over for no good reason. It’s cold hearted, and you say you care about me, but if you really did you wouldn’t have hurt me like that.

Put yourself in my shoes. We had just talked on the phone about dancing together before you dumped me. I was so excited to see you, and kiss you, and dance with you. How could you just suddenly not love me anymore? That doesn’t even make any fucking sense. But I think what hurts the worst is i’m here dying, losing my soul, going insane from the agony and you have probably moved on and are happy. I’m here feeling like suicide is the only option I have left, remembering all of the times you said you loved me and said you will always be there for me. Thinking well where the fuck are you? What a cold lie that was. Telling me you loved me and would always be there for me, and I believed you.