Posted on: April 19, 2011 Posted by: Felicia S. C. Gooden Comments: 0

Dear you,
Thank you for not being there.
Thank you for not caring about me.
Thank you for always looking to hurt me.
Thank you for making sure you did so.
Thank you for taunting me at any given moment.
Thank you for preying on my insecurities.
Thank you for not giving a fuck about me.
Thank you for showing me,
That there is no such thing as happiness.
Thank you for reminding me,
That a real love is non-existent.
Thank you for being a bitch,
Day in and day out.
Thank you for knowing my weaknesses,
And using them against me.
You have validated for me,
Every reason for why I choose to remain alone.
I get lonely.
But in the end, that is the best way to be.
Thank you for making sure I know,
That people are evil.
I had almost forgotten.
Thank you so much.
You have opened my eyes to so many things.
You have opened my mind to so many new possibilities.
And I thank you for every single moment.
Every tear that I cried, thank you.
You are a piece of shit, you.
You really are.
But I still thank you.
Because if you weren’t,  I might actually fall for it.

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