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IF YOU READ THIS— YOU MAY THINK DIFFERENTLY OF ME. BEWARE.
I once loved you. As a sister, as a best friend, as something more— there was something there.

But even then, I wasn’t stupid.

You picked through your friends and decided I was just another target. As you did to your ex and as you did with you ex best friend and now, with your current boyfriend; I wonder what you could possibly be thinking.

I can’t say I very well want bad things to happen to you but I do.

No, I don’t want you to die— that’s far too harsh but I want you to feel what I felt.

I want you to be in constant fear of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time in the wrong place.

I want you to feel as if you aren’t good enough for the person you spend the most time with.

I want you to physically and emotionally fear them.

I want you to be so afraid that when something out of the ordinary happens, you just sit there and stare because you’re too afraid to ******** move.

I want all of the promises ever promised to you to be empty.

I want everything to be a show.

I want you to be lied to.

Because this is how you treated me. This is how I felt. This is what happened to me.

And I hope you read this but I won’t hold my breath.

I’m done holding my breath for you.

I’ve been done for a long time but two years of holding my breath was two years too long.