Letter to you.

If you were trying to find a way to kill me on the inside then congratulations, you've won.
So Im a bitch, and I never meant to hurt you but I did and I feel like shit for it.
And I know I said things I didnt always mean, and that we're still friends and I just cant right now, which is all true...but I never though Id have to see you with the one person I honestly cant stand.
The one person who would do anything to see me fall to pieces, watch me cry for fun, and laugh at my pain...and you choose her.
And then, you become friends with that stupid fucking horse...honestly... You might as well have stabbed me repeatedly in the chest and then watched me bleed then walk over my lifeless body and go hang out with them.

Just leave me here to rot.
I though I wasnt good enough before.
and now you pick THAT...

You KNOW shes going to use you.
Pressure you into things you dont want to do.
Flirt with all of your friends.
Lie to you.
Degrade me to little more than dust...
and worst; shes going to hurt you.

You never listen and you take things the wrong way.
Yeah, I dont want to date you now, but I still care about you.
and we're still [were] really really good friends.

I refuse to text if you're with them, because I cant bear to imagine the things they say about me when Im around, let alone no where around...and you'll sit there and listen to it.
Defend me? HA I doubt it.

Just stab me one last time.
Please just hit me with a fatal blow this time.