"The End Of Us." (An Excerpt)

"I tried to eat today, but a lump in my throat got in the way."

"Over these past few months I have been naive, forgiving, the best girlfriend in the entire world. I've given you ample time to admit your wrongdoings, the sleeping around, Delilah's lips tattooed onto your neck, her perfume in your hair, and many other details you so shittily covered up. When she came to town, I let her into our group, her smile not a threat to me at that point. Those were times where you still called me back, instead of waiting for the number to hit one hundred before you called back. After awhile my phone calls just went straight to voicemail, an indication of your carelessness growing. It's crazy how you had pretended to be mine for the past five months while also holding her hand down my street. You never literally did that, but your lie was so obvious that you might as well should've. Did I need to lose weight? Dye my hair? Wear shorter dresses? Please tell me because if you don't then I will spend the nights wondering how I could've changed myself to be enough for you. I hate you, and I definitely despise her, but mostly I hate myself. This is all second hand for me, having seen the damage cheating does with my parents failed relationship. How could I be so stupid to think that any man would want me, and just me alone? You've made a fool out of me and so I'll congratulate you for that. I hope you two are happy together, and I hope that it was worth it in the end. You've broken my heart, and worse of all, you did it blatantly to my face. So I hope you're truly happy, and I hope you know that you only got this happiness by breaking another until they couldn't bare to eat or sleep at night. I hope you're happy that this is how it ended. This is the end of us. Goodbye, please don't ever call or look for me again."