So…You Got Yourself A New Girlfriend

So…it finally happened. You got yourself a new girlfriend.

I was expecting this to happen sooner or later. I was just hoping that I had found someone first. But all right. It happened.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

I didn’t expect to find out so casually. I pictured that when I found out, it would be in a much more emotional setting. Or at least not while drinking a smoothie and a tuna melt in my dorm room late at night. Not while I’m schmoozing with a friend about plans for the rest of the school semester.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

I wish I could say that I’m upset at you for moving on so quickly. But it’s been seven months since that fateful night. It’s more than enough time to move on.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

I honestly thought that I would be upset by this turn of events. In fact, I wish I was angry by this piece of news. But I can’t seem to get myself to cry or scream about it. I can’t seem to get myself to understand how someone who essentially runs away from emotions can all of a sudden find himself in a relationship.

But I never really knew you.

It’s like our friendship never existed. It’s as if there were never late-night phone calls or early morning text messages left for me to answer on my way to my internship. I tried to get to know you. I let you in so you could know me. But you never did.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

You now treat me as if I’m a bug under your shoe. As if I’m the worst person who ever walked into your life, which we both know isn’t true. You refuse to be in the same room as me…but I’m not the only one to blame.

It’s a two-way street.

I’m not the only one who is to blame here. I’m not the only one who made mistakes. But I am the only one to own up to my issues. I am the one who worked on herself to become a better person.

But I digress.

If there’s anything I want you to know, it’s to treat your girlfriend well. She deserves way more than you will ever be able to give her—that’s a fact. Don’t shut her out the way you did to me. She might not be able to handle it like me.

I just want to say thank you.

Thank you for showing me what I need—and that’s not you. It never will be you ever again. I need a real man—not one who pretends he is all in and then backs out when things get tough. I need a man that can accept me for me. None of this bullshit. I hope you can be this for your new relationship, but remember me when you need to remember what it’s like to treat someone like crap.

Let this be a lesson.

Take everything that we went through and learn from it. Understand that relationships—platonic or romantic—involve two people. Not just you. And if it has to revolve around one person, let it be her. Give your new love the world that she deserves.

But never forget me.

Over and out.