Came across my “finally letting you go” letters to my exes and figured we should take a stroll down memory lane or what I would call the long time ago days.
Hey, it’s his birthday today too. Is that petty? Maybe. We’re grown now.
*see my notes throughout for a little razzle dazzle*
January 2, 2011
Dear Dean:
Since you decided to be in my dream last night, I guess it’s time for a ‘finally letting you go’ letter. Actually, my heart let you loose but, my mind begs to differ. Whatever we had was a lie. I don’t know why or how I fell for you. It makes no sense. You played me like Tetris… [the reference, Lord J*sus. *eye roll*] You f*cked with my mind.. my emotions.. You lied to me like it was just that easy. I could only imagine how your girlfriend would feel whenever she decides to open up her f*cking eyes and see the real you. Yes. Your girlfriend. You thought I was dumb, eh? [see It was April of 2009 for the backstory.] Well, it took me a while, but I had to accept that you were cheating on your girlfriend with me. B*tch lost her mind calling me out my name, telling me I should be ashamed of myself.. [I still have her Facebook message written down in an old notebook. Wanna see it?] Blah blah. She should’ve been attacking your ass. Ugh. I don’t hate her but I hate what you did to her. What you did to me, for that matter. You just dragged us along with your sweet talk, your overwhelming intelligence, your gorgeous smile… FUCK. You see?! I see why Briana’s defending your conniving, trifling ass. She was spellbound. I don’t blame her. If some random girl told me my man was cheating with her, I would, as a female, blow up on her first. Who wants to believe their significant other is cheating? NOBODY. Oh yeah. Your best friend told me you are the way that you are ’cause you loved this girl so much and she f*cked you over.. [Why is that always the story?] Welp, AM I THAT GIRL? WAS BRIANA THAT GIRL? WAS MY FRIEND WITH WHOM YOU TRIED TO TALK TO AFTER ME THAT GIRL? Dean, you have no idea how bad I want to smack the fire out of you [New York. New York. *Jay Z voice*], BUT you’re so two years ago, my dude. Stay out of my dreams. Stay out of my thoughts. You could fall off the planet, if you want. *sighs and drops pen*
More to come at a later date.
This was just vibes.
Til the summer fling’s girlfriend flies,
Ella.
The Daily Ella 