-by Dave Gray

Here I sit, slumped against the wall in my sweatpants and oversized T-shirt. As I look at the bottom of my tub of Haagen-Daaz, my face unshaved and eyes red from crying, I wonder what I did wrong.

I mean, what more could I have given you?

I think you owe me an explanation, at least.

Everyone says to just move on. And they’re probably right; when I do find myself in a good situation, I probably won’t think back on this and be so angry, but right now it hurts. We’ve been together two years, and while that may not seem like that much time to a lot of people, I feel like you’ve wasted some of my best years. I’m not getting any younger, you know.

Things haven’t been great recently, but we had some really great stretches. Relationships take work. You can’t just wait until the honeymoon is over and leave me all alone and expect me to be okay with it. I was in this for the long run, but you just took what you wanted and got out at the first sign of trouble. I feel so dumb for believing all of your lies. You looked me straight in the eye and told me that I was the only one, but the whole time, you were looking for greener pastures.

It makes it even worse that you didn’t have the balls to tell me yourself. I had to find out about your home-wrecking, wanna-be Southern-belle sugar-mama through the grapevine. Do you know how stupid it feels to have everyone else know your news before it’s even news to you? And it was pretty cowardly to do your break-up over the phone. At least look me in the eye when you throw me out with the trash.

I’d like to be the bigger man. I want to say that I wish you the best. But I don’t. I want you to run off, only to come crawling back when things fall apart, so I can say “I told you so.” But now I’m done crying, and I’m going to go find someone better.

PS - Don’t bother coming back for that stupid straw hat of yours. I burned it.

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