Hold my Hand.

Dear &*%$%^&*,

I didn't really want to dedicate a letter to you but the more I think about it, the more it pisses me off. For two months, we were inseparable. I could barely go to the bathroom by myself without you tagging along. You introduced me to all your friends, told me secrets that friends you've had for five years didn't know about you, spent so much money on me, invited me home to meet your family and made plans with me without asking first. You didn't even know I existed until the first day of school this year.

In the beginning, I didn't really think we'd be friends. I thought that offer for a ride back to the high school was a one time thing. It quickly escalated into something much more than that. You became dependent on me. I didn't realize it at the time but it's because you wanted something more than friendship between us.

A part of me wishes I would of picked up the hints in the beginning because a week or so after we started hanging out all the time, I developed feelings for you. They weren't deep ones but they could of grown to be. But at the end of the day, I knew I would of been just setting myself up for a trap. You weren't completely over your ex boyfriend and there were several times where you stated that he's coming back. The truth is though, he isn't coming back. He broke up with you almost seven months ago and he's in a relationship with someone new and he seems happy with her. I even told you this and you said you needed to cling to someone new in order to get over him. I'm not your fill-in ****. Who would ever get in a relationship with someone who's willing to drop their current other as soon as their old one wants to be painted back in the picture?

You didn't like that. I guess you weren't use to getting shot down and it probably took you by surprise. When I was around you, I didn't sugar-coat anything. I'm not like that anymore. Because of it, I've lost so many friends. I use to surround myself with people who couldn't take the truth. I wasn't about to backtrack, not even for you. Even though I liked you and I wanted something more than to be your friend, I didn't allow myself to go down that road.

You left because of it. I jumped into a relationship with a different girl and you wrote me off. Because of that, it just proves that I was right about you all along. I was a filler, a distraction. I still can't believe you wanted to move in together or how you wanted me to spend the holidays with your family. We were never even dating and you claimed I was yours. I don't really miss you. I miss your friends. You introduced me to two people I was quite fond of. Sometimes I wonder if it'd be odd if I just showed up at his house without you clinging to my side. Sometimes I get the urge to send him (the other him) a text message, I never do though.

Anyway.

Just to sum this all up; you're a cunt for wasting my time, okay.