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#letter to my ex
bloomingsoul333 · 8 months
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A Letter You May Never Read
Hey,
so I’m just gonna give you your space fr. I don’t really know what I did to make you feel like you need to treat me the way you have been for the past few months. The months leading up to our separation and the month after. I was vulnerable with you and admitted my insecurities to you. I listened to you and put in effort to be a supportive partner to you; to the best of my abilities. And you were happy. And you were glowing. And your ego soared in my presence. We all noticed. All I wanted from you was the same attentive care I poured into your vessel. To be filled with your love so I, too, could glow…
But you couldn’t do that for me. Or wouldn’t do that for me-
I don’t know why you feel the need to take so much s
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To put so much d i s t a n c e between us.
So much between us.
So much ache between us.
I don’t wonder when it faded.
I felt it fade-
Still feel it fading.
And as much as I tended the fire.
Two hands can’t compare to four.
One heart can’t beat for two.
So because I don’t feel loved…
I’ll run away. And you’ll let me be. You’ll just avoid me.
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I don’t deserve to be treated so carelessly.
If I know one thing; it’s my worth.
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worldofherwords · 1 year
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perhaps I'm destined to only receive flowers once I'm six feet under
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ultimateearworm · 2 years
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I wont reach out to you, because I’m afraid you’re angry and I want to respect your boundaries.
But
Please reach out to me if you ever want to, but know I will not sit around for you. I will not waste my days wondering if you will ever message me. I plan things to fill my days because idle hands are the devils best friend, so if you do reach out, understand that my priority right now is growing. Maybe that growth to be a better person for myself, will allow me to be a better partner in your future, or maybe its for another partner to enjoy if you don’t end up reaching out. Love can be the most painful emotion and can make you do things you would never originally do.
I am not lonely, I have myself and friends, but I still think about you every day. I’m probably a fool for continuing to love you despite your ghosting.
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overcomebyemotions · 1 year
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I gave you every ounce of my trust, and you betrayed it so easily. Of course I can't forgive you for that.
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burningrebelsworld · 2 years
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A letter to my unrequited love - I
{Confessions of a scorpio moon}
I thought I loved you. It was dangerous. I was intimidated how severely you controlled my mind. I was willing to do anything to please you. To give up my freedom, my studies, my family, my friends, my foundation just to spend time with you. I'd stare at my phone with anxiety crawling up my skin, wondering if you were ignoring me on purpose. You always did it intently. It would drive me mad. I'd be so hurt and pissed knowing you'd read my messages but would never care to reply. I would never understand why I would reply to you in milliseconds when you'd make me wait for hours. Why I'd hurt after hurting you as a form of reactive abuse. I always wanted to soothe your pain, to ease your suffering, to make you feel loved because I saw past your facade. I knew how you'd be the cool guy, the life of the party, the social butterfly who could charm anyone. But I wanted to be the special one who'd lock eyes with you and make you mine. I never felt like I deserved you. I put you on a pedestal and worshipped you like God. I always felt like you were everything that was considered "cool" by the society. People would admire you. They would give in. I did too. You could draw in anyone you liked. You had the game. You could lay eyes on anyone and have them by sweet talking them into your trap. I knew you were playing me. My intuition tried to warn me several times. The red flags seemed dangerous every now and then but being the reckless lover that I am, I thought you'd be the right person to break my heart. Maybe, I expected too much from you. I wanted you to fill the voids I had. I wanted to be consumed by your love. I needed your attention constantly. I wanted to talk to you 24*7 although I never really had much to talk about. I was boring as hell but you, there would always be messages lined up for you. I felt privileged and honoured to receive a reply from you. It validated me. I felt seen. And heard. And appreciated. It was the best feeling ever. I had only been abandoned, discarded and used all my life. Being validated felt magical for a change. It made me want to surrender my life to you. I started living as per your terms. I'd do little things you'd mention in conversations to become your ideal lover in hopes of being noticed by you. But time and again, you'd fail to notice me. As if I was never there. But I was. I was always there for you. Through thick and thin. Right before your eyes.
-R
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thecosmicwind · 9 months
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Dear you...
It’s been four months since we parted from each other’s lives.
See the thing with people is, they have got to understand that they absolutely cannot keep hurting other people simply because they are hurt. That’s what I tried so hard to get you to understand - we needed to end the cycle of hurting each other, and to heal from what we were dealing with. I didn’t want to end things on a bad note; I wanted to end things with peace and understanding, hence why I agreed to talk to you.
But why did I end up doing all the talking and you basically said nothing, other than accusing me of not caring anymore and breaking your heart? I broke your heart, but what about mine? What about how I felt so low one night and you didn’t support me, you instead turned it around on yourself because you were “triggered as this reminded you of your ex”? What about when I asked time and time again for just simple communication, yet I was accused of doing too much and not caring enough, or not caring about you? I asked you time and time again for the bare fucking minimum, and got NOTHING? I even gave you an out and told you that I would understand if things were too much as I knew you had a lot on your plate, and you got mad at ME? BUT IT WAS OKAY WHEN YOU SUGGESTED IT? Okay.
I guess the gifts and the flowers that I never asked for were supposed to make up for the fact that emotionally, you were unavailable. (I threw everything out by the way, fuck that.)
I don’t understand you, I never understood you. I truly think you needed to heal from your past relationship before you started a new one. I think you latched onto me because I was different from her. I was cool, calm, collected; loyal and brutally honest. You latched on quick because I was different, but how I was I going to erase 10 years of behaviors in the span of 14 months? 
You needed to heal before you got to me.
I truly wish you well. I think of you sometimes and hope that you are rethinking your life, getting help for the things that you needed to get help with. I’m doing me, healing from my past, and learning to thrive on my own.
I pray that the same is happening for you.
But please don’t come back. There’s too much water under the bridge, and I refuse to drown with you if you come back.
Signed, me.
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I wanna punch you, hug you
Cry 'til it hurts
I wanna hit you, quit you
Sleep in your shirt
I wanna kiss you and kill you and fix all your issues
Cut up your heart and tell you, I miss you
Stab you in the back with a blunt knife thousand times
Maybe then you'll know what it feels like
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asterrosewrites · 7 months
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I've been overthinking my past lately
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these aren’t my words, but it explains everything so well. 
“I left you because i couldn’t stand around anymore letting myself to continue to love someone that emotionally and mentally hurt me. the good memories we have made will forever be engraved in my brain but all the hurt you have caused will be engraved in my heart. I can forgive you, but I’ll never forget. the belly laughs and your laugh will always be my favorite thing that I’ll forever hold onto. you’ll always be my sweet boy even through the pain you caused me. I knew exactly how this was going to end, yet it still hurts. because a part of me even if it’s small wanted to believe that things could be different. I wanted to help you overcome your own demons and heal you but instead you pushed me away and pushed your own demons onto me. the constant on and off of us is draining. one if the most difficult lessons i had to learn with us is that not everything you LOVE is meant for you. being in love with someone and being right for someone are two different things. yes, I loved you, but you aren’t right for me. I will always be in your corner but from afar and silently. I continue to pray your demons get healed even if it's not me that fixes it. but I have to let you go because I can't keep letting you tear me down. I pray that way later down the line there might be a possible US. and if not, I pray you find the right one for you who can heal you, but I'm tired of fighting and hoping things will get better while you cannot continue to bring me down. I'm taking myself out of this situation after a very long time. i deserve better. YOU deserve better. I'm moving on. and I'm mentally and physically okay with that. they say that not all people or a person is meant to come into your life to stay. people come and go like season. but they are put into your life to serve a purpose. you were my purpose but also my lesson. thank you for teaching me what the purest form of love was when we had it. but thank you for also teaching me how to get the hell away from someone. I wish you the absolute best in anything you do but I have to let myself leave. “ 
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chasing--ghxsts · 10 months
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You will end up alone darling. Think about it. You think you're fooling everyone, but at the end of the day, you're only fooling yourself.
~Excerpt from a letter to my ex
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skaardd · 11 months
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I am sorry and I feel very bad
I am sorry. I know that there were good times and fun had together. I know that I was not perfect. But I can't convince myself that we were meant to be together based on everything that has happened. I have a hard time seeing how that was love. I don't think it is love for those things to happen to me. I don't think its love to lie to someone time and time again and see how much pain you're putting them through and still be okay with lying. We all make mistakes, but to me that is a mistake that should never happen. I would never have done that to you. It is really upsetting that you were able to lie to my face and put me through mass amounts of pain, just because you wanted to. And you saw the effects it was having on me - me not sleeping, eating, crying 24/7/wanting to die. All because I might've spoke about commitment. That is insane to me.
I would never put someone through that if I really loved or cared about them. I am sorry this time was different. I am sorry that this time I am not there for you to help you when you're upset. I would love to be able to comfort you, I really hate to contribute to your unhappiness in anyway. It pains me to not be there to make everything better like I have always tried to in the past. I know everything may have came as surprise. But believe me, I tried over and over again. Theres just some things you don't do in a relationship if you really love the person. We all make mistakes, I get that. But I can't understand making up an elaborate lie/scheme to someone that was never true.
I want to be with one person for forever. I want full intimacy, full love, full everything. I don't want to hide anything, I don't want to keep anything. I want to spend the rest of my days with my one true love/person. I want to invest my time in doing activities with someone knowing that in a couple of years we're going to be getting married/having children. I need to be able to plan my life out to some degree. It's anxiety inducing to have 0 plan as to what is going to happen.
I understand that some people have commitment issue. And that some people are afraid of the future. Some people want to focus on having "fun" now. I get that. I don't understand, if you really love the person you're with, that youre not able to commit to a forever with them. I dont get not being upfront and honest with someone. I don't get the point of being together if youre not planing on being with that person for forever. I don't get telling someone one week - I want be with you forever, to the next week, out of nowhere, being extremely cold - I don't want anything to do with you.
SO, yeah. I do think about things sometimes. The good times, the trips, the animals, the laughs, the fish, the walks, etc. I tend to only focus on the good in people, but it gets me in trouble. But then I have to look at the reality. The reality is very upsetting, and sad. It is sad how you can be with someone for 3+ years and still not know who they are. It is sad that this person couldn't even be a decent friend (if not romantic).
I am sorry that I am not going to be there for you this time. Meaning, I am not going to be coming back or putting up with your inconsistencies. I really, really, feel bad and like I have lost the fight in the relationship. I was always fighting for us. It felt one sided. I need to put myself first, and look at the reality that I have been blind to for so long. I am sorry that I couldn't make things work out between us. I am.
I have nothing against you. With all of your bad, and wrong doings, I still focus on the good. You're very fun, and have the ability to take care of people, and be selfless. For me, things didn't work out. I know that someone else will find you and be able to love you in the ways that you deserve. In the ways that I could not understand you, they will. I hope that you see this in them and that you never let them go. I hope that you don't take them for granted.
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magykplumbs · 2 years
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A Letter To My Ex: Thank you
Dear M.M,
yes, this is to you.
to the man who promised me the world, when all I wanted was you.
when we met I thought because I was broken I couldn't be beautiful, but you showed me even broken things can be the most beautiful.
you taught me to love myself, piece by piece.
loved me when I couldn't love myself.
with you I felt like I could be my true self, I opened up myself to you.
I thought you were my forever, you promised to be my forever.
but you grew tired of me, didn't you?
you got bored.
but that's alright!
while teaching me to love my physical self, you taught me to respect myself too.
so thank you!
thank you for loving me while you did.
thank you for helping me be excited about the future, even if it's not with you.
thank you for helping me plan for my future, even if you're not in it.
and thank you for showing me your true self.
cause like you said, you're a dick. :)
you're an unintentionally manipulative man.
and you were right, NONE of what you did was my fault.
because all I ever did was love you and put my all into what we had.
you're the one who got bored.
you're the one who decided dating someone new while still holding my heart was the right thing to do.
and in a way it was!
because if you hadn't cheated on me and broke me I wouldn't have found the real me.
the me who has the most amazing friends, old and new.
the me who now has an amazing career doing what I love.
the me who can look for the positives in any situation, even if it feels like there isn't any.
the me who, even at my lowest, knows I'm beautiful and worthy of love.
the me you helped make, and immediately lost, when you cheated on me and dropped me like I didn't matter.
so thank you!
like I said when we ended, take care of yourself
but mainly,
fuck you :)
forever never yours,
K.J
p.s you never had my heart, what you held was more of a tumor
just like your love <3
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awesomegoosepoop · 2 years
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Breakup Realizations:
It’s been two weeks since you left.
It’s getting easier. Easier than it was the first few days. But that doesn’t mean it still doesn’t hurt. Don’t get me wrong.
I still miss you.
I still love you.
I still wish you the best. And I hope you find your happiness.
I held onto hope for the first couple weeks that maybe one day we could reunite in our future. But even now I’m starting to realize I wouldn’t ever truly want that for myself. I could never risk going through this pain again if you decided to leave me again when life got hard.
I realize for the first time that I’m not perfect and I made mistakes. That I still have unhealed trauma from my past to fix. So I too, can really love myself. Not the fake kind of love where I pretend I’m okay. The way I’ve only done it since I can remember. I’m talking about the real love for myself. Where the healing process hurts like hell. And I cry a lot. And might get mad at myself for how I’ve carried all this weight and pain inside for SO long.. but then I let it go. And I forgive myself. I really actually forgive myself for the past. I forgive those who’ve hurt me. I recognize my wrong doings in my past. And I let it go and move forward with new intentions and goals. I move forward with a new attitude on how I want to live my life. How I want to love people. How I want to treat my body. How I want to treat my mind. How I don’t take anything personally because my heart is so content. And then I will no longer attract people that I think I can fix. I don’t want to be a fixer. No one can sustain that lifestyle. I just want to find someone genuine. Who loves themselves whole heartedly. And is perfectly imperfect.
I know I will find my true happiness.
I just hope you do to. ❤️‍🩹
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overcomebyemotions · 1 year
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"I love you, but I will no longer give you a space in my life from which you can hurt me with ease."
Excerpt from something longer
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burningrebelsworld · 2 years
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A Letter to my unrequited love - II
{Confessions of a scorpio moon}
You'd dump your trauma on me and I'd take it all happily, thinking it'd help you feel better, lighter. I thought you deserved to feel the happiest. And I'd easily swap your pain with the rare moments of joy I managed to feel. I stayed up at nights listening to you vent about your failed relationships, madly in love with you, shattering silently on the floor of my bedroom, ignoring my pain and paying heed to yours. You always came first, right? You were so dreamy, how could anyone ever hurt you? It felt absolutely cruel. I wanted to nurse your wounds and it was honestly too late when I realized that I was burning myself all throughout to warm you up. I didn't stop though. Why would I? You were someone I'd never want to lose. You made me feel wanted for a short amount of time. Your scraps of love and attention made me feel like a queen. I felt so loved. It touched my heart. No one ever expressed that kind of love to me before. I didn't even love myself half as much as I loved you. I was trained to be a giver, to cater to everyone else's needs and the same pattern unfolded here. You kept depleting me of the little love I had and I didn't mind it. We both would pour our love into you and I'd watch you bloom. You'd give your love to everyone except me. I wanted to claim a piece of your love. Your time. Your attention. I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to go deep into your psyche to understand and explore every bit of you. Everything you did made me fall for you harder and harder. It seemed to me like you enjoyed hurting me. Making me wait. Watching me get jealous. Triggering my childhood wounds. You'd feel cocky and arrogant knowing I was so desperate to talk to you. I'd sacrifice my self-respect and initiate a conversation all the time. You'd play it cool. You were cool. But you were cold. And distant too. You often called me names, insulted me and made me feel like trash. You didn't hesitate to walk all over me or use me like your punchbag. You took your anger out on me and I took the abuse not knowing how to pull myself out of the mess I got into.
I have spent sleepless nights trying to figure out why I wasn't enough. I questioned my worth several times. I never felt like I could match up to you. I could never meet you up there. The more I loved you, the more I began to hate myself. I didn't love myself even half as much as I loved you. It didn't make sense to me. But I didn't care. Until you broke my heart. Brutally. You stabbed my back with a smile on your face. Damn, your smile. It melted my broken heart. I couldn't bring myself to hate you. But I had to. I had to do something about it. I had nothing left. I felt hopeless and powerless. It was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Had it been a little sooner, I wouldn't have to move mountains to heal myself. Maybe it'd come easy.
Thank you for being the braver one among the two of us. One of us had to do it. One of us had to break my heart. Thankyou for leaving me broken. I've built it stronger this time. Don't bother knocking on the door. You're not welcome.
-R
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aglor · 2 years
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L.05.20.2022
the last thing you said to me was "talk to you later then"
I've been waiting and waiting and waiting to talk to you again.
I know that you have you have moved on; so have I. I do not want you back in my life because you are a chapter that has already been closed.
I will continue to love you from a distance like I have the past 2 years, and I wish for you to be happy and content and for you to live the life you have always wanted.
But I am still waiting. A part of me wishes I was on that bench with you looking at the stars while you braided my hair and I held your hand and I loved you so deeply and wholeheartedly.
Love is what makes us human. It is our greatest strength, and yet, it is also love that can eat away at us. I hope I can make it through with the love that I deserve.
I love you still, I always have.
I'll talk to you later, then.
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