Phenomenal job on acting as the victim, I am assuming though you did not take lessons, did you? I see you have dropped your standards, but I mean who would not after having something far beyond the expected “real,” what you had was genuine, original. I hope you one day speech disappears and you realize where you went wrong. Maybe you second thought yourself, and saw you needed something different, it happens and I understand. Sometimes I do not comprehend you, you always told me you wanted this forever, it was a lie. You do not know the number of times I went through your phone and saw these text messages to girls saying “hey beautiful” or the “let‘s hang out one on one, I gotta girl but what she don‘t know won‘t hurt.” I understand I am younger then you in age but when it comes to maturity, you are defiantly below me, as I am on top of your scale, heck I broke your scale. For the record I will not come back running to you, ever. I will keep my head up high and not look down; looking down, the sign of defeat. I never understood the whole “I‘m just being a friend, she needed me” type of excuse but I never said much to it, I guess that is why you went around and was planning things with that girl. I mean seriously, out of all girls you chose her? She has a baby, and has been around a lot more then I will ever be or have, I guess you prefer experienced. Maybe she is your brand of perfection, I remember reading those words “I used to like you, and I kinda still do.” What in the world was going through your mind dating me then? If you knew your emotions why did you keep me by your side for so long, and go after her during and now after the relationship? Why Quinn, what did I do to deserve this kind of punishment from you? Did I take something valuable, did I cheat on you, did I steal from you, I think your only excuse for that could be, wasting about eight months of your life. Eight months of you lying to me, eight months of you having second thoughts. I just do not comprehend, it is like you are speaking to me, your actions speak an unknown tongue. I guess I should have followed my gut all along then my heart, once again this thing fails me. I am coming to think I just could not handle the truth which is why you hid it all from me, but it is alright, someday I will learn. I swear if you were in my shoes you would feel likewise. I hate how you portray yourself as some sort of saint, when in reality I feel as if I met the opposite. Quite possibly someday you will meet someone who you will not second guess, someone you understand when they take the action they take, someone you will not “cheat on,” with an ex lover, a so called friend. One day you will smile, you will remember, you will break down and cry. You will realize that my heart, you did not damage, you will see what the meaning of friends is, you will see the difference between genuine and “real,” you will see what it means to be mature and take responsibility for your own actions then making everything go around you, but until you learn to grow up the right way, your future relationships will be a failure. Perhaps you used hyperboles to describe the past, maybe you stretched the truth, but that is my consequence for dating you, without knowing you. Now I know not to trust my instincts next time. Thanks for making me realize that sweet talking, and all these cute little things are nothing. Thanks for letting me know to build these walls up back stronger and taller so nobody else can climb them or get to them, thank you so much.