09/13/22, 1:25

sometimes i think about my ex. it was so, so nice to be cared for. i liked being called pretty, i liked him texting me every morning and night. i wish i knew what i did wrong, or i wish i knew what an asshole he'd turn out to be. at some point, he got tired of me. completely ghosted me for a day, then broke up with me, telling me he'd rather play games than talk to me. it hurt. a year later he texts me, saying he wanted to apologize bc it was heavy on his mind. so, he wasn't apologizing to me, he was apologizing for himself. that hurt more. 

was i not good enough? why is it so difficult to say sorry to and for me? i hate you.