Please, No More!
Dear [Vee],
Well, have a good life. I’d really rather not hear from you anymore. I don’t understand how, last fall, you could be telling me that you loved me, while, all the while, you were making arrangements to be with someone else (El is it?). Guess that explains why you just up and stopped calling me then. And it also explains why, when I called your voice mail, I got HIM instead of you. Even now, if you’re involved with someone else, why are you writing to me? What would your new man say if he knew about it?
AS far as moving to Philly to be with me goes, don’t even try to make me feel guilty with that. You had no intentions of moving here. You lie. The truth means nothing to you. Your only interest throughout our entire involvement seems to have been to hurt me and make a fool of me. But you know the old saying. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. It is my own fault therefore, that I continued believing your lies, even after discovering that you are not trustworthy. Should have given you the boot when you did it to me the first time, last April, or the second time, last May. But I’m just too much of a softy I guess. Well, no more. Leave me alone, please.
Your feelings for me mean NOTHING. You don’t treat me any differently than you’d treat your worst enemy, than you treated [your other boyfriends]. In the entire time I’ve known you, you’ve talked and talked and talked about these so called FEELINGS. But you’ve taken no substantial action to demonstrate them, except that you went to bed with me, ONCE. I have been such a fool. Yes, please do not communicate with me again.
