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It's been almost a year since I've known you and this is how we end it. Or rather, this is how I end it; a lonely goodbye that is automatically ignored. I should have listened to when you told me to never get attached to anyone, especially you. But I couldn't help it; you were different from everyone else. Nonetheless, I realized that it's not true. You're just like every other asshole in this damn planet. My heart hurt every day for months all because of you and it was all for nothing. Surprisingly, I've never been mad at you. And the worst part is that I thought you actually felt something towards me, something way more than just wanting to get in my panties. I always thought that you wanted to fall in love with me the more we kept talking to each other. All this time, you made me feel different and I've changed so much all because of you. Hell, you even told me that you thought of me as a possible love interest, but I became nothing more than just a fuck buddy that you talk to for 10 minutes once a week. I was foolish enough to believe that we would be a good couple. Even though we fooled around a lot, I legitimately cared about you. Each day you worked at that shitty job, I worried about you getting hurt and being sore and sick and tired. I even wanted to be there with you just so I can take care of you. But alas, that was all for nothing. Especially since you proved to me that I am "an intelligent girl with unintelligent thoughts." Thanks for that, truly. This prove your statement. Even when you tell me all about those chicks you've fucked and seen, I still stuck around, hoping that I'd be the one for you. I doubt any other girl would do that for a womanizer like you. I let you ruin my life for months. You've ruined so many chances that I've given you. Hell, I couldn't even feel any emotions around you because you'd see me as a little girl. I was always trying to prove that I'm a grown woman, but I'm not. Within my wilted heart, my emotions abuse it just to be free from being held inside.  You made me feel so different because you treated me differently, making me feel like I have every motivation to improve myself and prove that I can be a great person. Maybe I have proven myself, but for who or what? You clearly don't give a fucking shit about me anymore. What have I done wrong to make you feel so antisocial towards me? What did I do to make you ignore me for almost 3 months? I would never do anything to hurt you one bit and you know that. I care about you still and I shouldn't be! You've hurt me so much and I've had enough of it. I loved you so much. And I hate that I loved you, more than I should have. Then again, I shouldn't have loved you at all, David. Goodbye.