Dearest a**hole,

why did you tell me I was pretty?

why wouldn't you stop texting me?

why would you look at me and smile?

why would you make me think

I was special to you

if you didn't give a s*** about me?

why did I tell you that I fell for you

when I was told not to trust you

and that you had done this

to too many girls

too many times before?

why did you tell me you weren't sorry

after you know crushed me?

why did I still like you after that?

why did I apologize to you

after you ruined it all?

why am I afraid to tell

all of this to you?

why do you act

like nothing happened?

why am I still afraid

relationships after this?

why am I still afraid

of making a move?

why don't I trust

my crush?

why am I skeptical

of true love?

you

yes, you, a**hole

thanks.

Sincerely,

the girl you made fear boys