To the boy who broke my heart:

You said I was irreplaceable.

And I think that's what hurt most. Because when the day I dreaded most did come, you ended up replacing me. Which led me to believe everything you'd ever said to me was a lie. If you told me you loved me then why did you have to leave?
Was it all just a game to you? Was there something wrong with me? Was I not good enough?
For as long as I can remember I blamed myself. I spent countless nights crying myself to sleep because when I finally thought I had found love, it was taken away from me.

Every time I saw you since, the butterflies would begin to flutter and the corners of my lips inevitably tugged into a ghost of a smile until reality hit me in the face like  a bucket of ice cold water. You had never been mine to begin with and there was absolutely nothing to smile about. Just like that the butterflies were dead. 

So  I shut my heart out to the world again. Brick by brick I began to rebuild the fortress around my heart, the walls of which you had brought crashing down with your smile, taking extra precaution this time not to let the frigid cage thaw at the sight of your eyes.
But somewhere behind the cold, harsh exterior and the cruel, cutting remarks I still cared. I still had the same feelings with the only exception that this time I'd hidden them far-far away, on top of a shelf that I couldn't reach.

You left me wounded with a deep, throbbing scar. It was the type of scar that didn't hurt much when it was left alone, but the minute my fingers would brush past it, I would be sent into a dizzying spiral of pain, or in this case; memories.

It's funny how they both feel the same now.

The world wasn't of much help either. 
Apparently all this was my fault.
The fact that I could see your bright, flashing eyes every time I closed mine or the way your voice echoed in my ears in the eerie silence of the night when I couldn't sleep- all of it was my mistake.
And why wouldn't it be?
Wasn't I the girl who was stupid enough to believe the bad boy's lies? Wasn't I the one who stayed awake talking to you for hours, thinking that we were actually meant to be?

So I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for letting you break my heart.
Because I should have known better,
I should have known that I would never have been enough for someone like you.