To the boy who broke my heart and walked away.

Fantasies of falling back into your arms have changed to walking away and leaving you broken. If by some miracle you someday want me back, you can't have me. I'm deleting you from my life, and I don't want to reverse that process. The wounds are slowly healing and I sure as hell don't need you opening them again. I want you to experience the terrible pain that you caused me, but chances are that you won't. So you know what? Have a nice live and leave me alone. And know that if you don't, I'm not going to be nice about it.

Love,
Me.