They say we’re supposed to learn from our mistakes. That every fall makes us stronger and experiences make us wise…. I wonder who these illusive “they” really are and if “they” have ever really lived because I sometimes feel like throughout my life, I’ve learned nothing at all, am the weakest of existence and have no wisdom whatsoever.

            “Shame on you if you fool me once, shame on me if you fool me twice” right? So does this not mean that the second time is entirely my fault? I admit, I cannot say that I didn’t see it coming. I knew it was happening before it even happened. I guess I just refused to believe it. The last few weeks together were obviously painful for you. The way you looked at me was different; the way you spoke and held my hand—that all changed. You lost the sense of appreciation so you left so you could stop lying to yourself and just feel better.

            Suddenly, there’s no room for second chances. Suddenly I cannot want you anymore. I cannot want you or need you and I definitely cannot love you….

            I hope you find the happiness you seek and that someday you’ll find a girl you’d never get bored with. I have found no lesson, strength or wisdom from this experience but I truly hope you have.

Thank you for the happy times.