I'm okay. I'm not the mess everyone expects me to be. I hate how you continued to try and say you cared. And tried to tell me to take care of myself. You don't care. Stop faking it. I don't need your pity. And you are right, i'll never look at you the same, and I can't say I'll ever respect you again either.

But i'm smiling today. The sun has peaked out a few times. I refuse to let your actions impact the person I become. I'm use to let downs, so you're nothing special. You just caught me a little off guard. But my walls are back up and are higher than ever.

I didn't run to him for comfort like I use to when the nights were hard without you. But instead I told him finally that I like him. And that I didn't want anything said in return. I just needed him to know. Because it doesn't hurt when I think about him. He actually makes me happy. And sure, he is kind of an asshole, but i still think he is better than you.