Dear Past Lover,

You have fucked me up beyond repair. I put all my trust, love, and time into you and for what? To be shredded apart by you and your friends? To be mentally abused? To be physically abused? The answer to all these questions is because I loved you. Because I loved you, I let you tear me down. Because I loved you, I let your friends make fun of me. Because I loved you, I allowed all the undermining things you said to me into my head, taking them for truth because hey, you'd never lie to me. Because I loved you, I let you slip your ice cold hands around my neck. I let you slap me because I was "being a stupid bitch". But not anymore. I have had enough. Because now I'm putting all my trust, love and time into myself. Making sure I'm the best me that I can be. Why? Because I love myself and you can't stop me. You no longer have a hold of me. I'm free and I'll be damned if I let anyone take that away from me.

Sincerely,

A woman scorned