I’ve stopped loving you for quite some time now. 3 years to be exact. We’ve been together 3 years 4 months and 23 days.
I waste my heart on you because I pity you. I feel sorry for you that you are THAT emotionally weak to cope without me. You honestly believe I’m the best thing that has ever happened to you, and perhaps you are correct… but YOU are not the best thing that has happened to ME.
I would be perfectly content without you. I don’t need you. And my heart belongs to him… He is who I want to be with – NOT YOU.
Worst part? I’ve agreed to marry you… I exist with you purely in body. Nothing else. My heart, my soul, my love belong to someone else. And it always will.
You poor unfortunate man; if I even get half the chance I won’t think twice about escaping you.
