It's not me, it's you

Dear boy,

"I love you but I'm not in love with you" is not a nice thing to say. It ranks right up there with "it's not you, it's me" and "I think you're great, but..."

I hate the "but...."

Your being a nice guy makes it harder. Calling me after I tell you not to is not acceptable. When I tell you I need time, that means more than 12 hours. And even if you tell me repeatedly how much I mean to you and how you can't live without me, even if you cry when you say it, it's still little solace. It doesn't make me feel sexy or desirable, but merely empty.

And yeah, I acknowledge that this is probably harder for you than it is for me, but that's the breaks. Especially when you've broken my heart, even if you never meant to. Even if it's the last thing you ever wanted to do, that's what happened.

I'm sorry that you're devastated that I'm ignoring you. But it's the only way I can move on. And move on I shall.

I am taking control of this relationship at last.

After all, I have plenty of friends. Even if you don't.

Get bent,
The girl