What you did tonight is something i haven't felt in awhile. You brought me dinner and you waited at my poolside for me to come home from work. I'm truly touched! I really am, spending time with you again and catching up on lost times was really something. But after all that you had to mention it. Why? What's the point? It's over, please get over it. I feel so fucking stupid telling you over and over again until i've reached the point that i'm tired of concealing everything to all my friends and family. Some of them have found out one way or another and it's so embarrassing that a grown man can't even handle these situations without making such a scene. Haven't you hurt me enough with Dave and that other fucker. I'm already doing my utmost to stay close friends with you can't you see it. I'm sorry i truly am and i know you regret everything you've done but the damage is done. I can never hold your hand without thinking of the amount of betrayal which trails endlessly behind our footsteps.

This is the last straw, i honestly don't care what you do with your life nor will i bother to help you. It's been so so so fucking long since we've split. Let me have my own life again and start dating without you scaring every single other person i meet away. Stop meeting me (pretending to bump into me outside my coincidence), and then ask me about my plans and my day. I'm not interested in anything you have to say.

It's hurting me so fucking deep inside just typing this to you, i even have a bloody exam tmr at 9am. You know my work involves peoples lives and weapons so do not spoil my concentration. Please stay the hell away from me until i bother to contact you. I'm sorry and yea...that's all i have to say.

nitex.