I truly did love you. maybe not in the way you thought... the way I often times let you believe. but it's still just as painful and hard to see someone you cared for, someone you spent so much time with, just to forget everything so easily, and move on without even the slightest notion of looking back. However it does makes me realize that everything we did 'have' was fake. it was an illusion made up of insecurities. Everything you said was 'real' until you found someone else you could be 'real' with. those same exact words you said to me proved themselves to be nothing more then lies. words so specific and individual cannot be shared once again with someone different. therefore they become lies. but they are no longer my lies. no longer something I will or can believe.
Even though I told you I wished you the best I can't help but want you to be hurt, to be in pain, and feel as miserable as I do. I know it's wrong, but thats just simply the way I feel.
I know it may hurt for a while, but letting go of you was the right thing to do. I know you felt hurt in the beginning. like I had betrayed you. as often as I tried to explain why I did it I know you did not understand. you probably never will. I know that both of us can only be happier in the end, rather then if I had held onto you... if you were still 'Mine'.
The Love I used to feel for you is (hopefully only temporarily) turned to bitterness, and something close to hatred. so this is my goodbye to you. someday I hope I really can wish you the best with a real sincerity.