Unsent Letters: Rebound

I never really thought of you for a long time now. I never even imagined myself writing you a letter again.

 

I never really cared about you until that one night when we talked and maybe it was just the alcohol consuming my body but the world stopped moving for a while. It was so complicated because you had a girlfriend and she was my friend. I became the third party and because of that, I lost too many friends. I lost my reputation because who would want to be friends with someone like me? But the highlight of it all, where were you when I needed you? You went back to her arms. You left me like I was just a back up plan. I was just a third party, anyway, I'm nothing.

 

Eventually, she left you for your best friend. You were devastated and you couldn't even pick yourself up from the ground. I knew you needed a friend. I was so stupid to think that we can be friends so I helped you out. We became really close until the day came when you asked me out. I said yes even though I will just prove to everyone that I stole you from MY friend. I risked my friends and my reputation. Things went well after that. We were happy.

 

It was our first time to have a silly fight. I broke up with you but all I wanted is for you to chase me like you used to do to your ex. It was our first time to fight and it never happened again because... you left me. I don't get why you didn't even think of going back to me. I don't get why it was so easy for you to leave me. Your ex broke up with you so many times yet you came back with open arms. How come you didn't do that to me? To think it was even our first fight and you gave up on me. Am I really not worthy to be chased? After everything I sacrificed for you, you gave up on me right away?

 

I couldn't understand at first but now I do. You never really loved me. I was just a third party and also, a rebound. I was just your back-up plan from a failed relationship. I was never the first choice and I'll never be. And to you, my so-called ex, I've already moved on but I don't want you to be happy just yet. I hope you'll feel the pain you made me feel. I hope you'll get hurt to the point that you don't know what to do with your life anymore. I swear even in the next lifetime, I wouldn't want to see your face ever again.