What has he ever done to deserve a sunflower like you?
I know that he used to be a wonderful guy and he even bought you chocolate once or twice.
But that was at the beginning of your relationship.
Now he’s just an ass.
For instance, he asks you to buy his lunch daily because he refuses to get an actual job.
Remember when you had that panic attack because you thought you were about to fail out of school?
And instead of calling me
Your best friend
You called him.
And he told you that you were being overly dramatic and then hung up.
Do you remember that?
Yeah, I remember that, too.
Or that time you guys had that big fight because he constantly talks to his ex-girlfriends about your relationship’s problems…
Oh but then he manipulated the situation and made it your fault because you didn’t trust him.
I’ve kept my mouth shut for so long.
I’ve listened to you tell anticlimactic stories about how his good intentions almost saved the day that one time and it was almost really remarkable.
I’ve heard every “almost” story.
I’ve watched the entire relationship unfold miserably.
And I give you props for being such a forgiving and optimistic person.
But seriously dude
It has to stop.
You are such a stunning human being and it makes me physically ill to watch him treat you the way he does.
Every time he says, “You wear too much makeup.”
or, “You should lose weight.”
or, “Babe, don’t worry it’s just flirting. I’m not cheating on you.”
It hurts me to watch you hurt.
Because you absolutely do not wear too much makeup.
And you are absolutely perfect looking.
And flirting with someone else is absolutely cheating.
I don’t give an eff what he thinks.
At some point you have to realize that you’re worth more, right?
That there has to be a line
One that he cannot blur
One that he cannot cross
And when the day comes that he attempts to walk across that line you’ll set his ass straight.
I am so worried for you
And for your heart.
Because every time he does another horrifying thing I witness a small part of who you are disappear into nothing.
I watch pieces of your identity fade away.
You don’t take mesmerizing photos anymore.
You don’t write colorful poetry anymore.
You never talk about God or your solid foundation of faith anymore.
No instead you talk about him and every little thing that he doesn’t like about you.
And every little thing that you need to change about yourself in order to keep him happy.
That terrifies me.
But still, I have hope.
I hope you rediscover what a lovely soul you are and that your heart is one of the most precious things to exist on this earth.
I hope you find your sense of security in yourself and God rather than in a guy who doesn’t know the difference between love and lust.
I hope you walk outside one day and take some captivating photos.
And I hope you sit down and write a poem that could make a brick wall cry.
And when that beautiful day comes when you decide that you’re done with him,
The day you realize that he is completely full of it.
I will still be here
Ready to key his car
Ready to help you burn all his crap
Ready to do whatever illegal act is necessary to help you feel better
Because we’re best friends and that’s what we do.
But until then,
Whenever you talk about him or even just mention his stupid name,
I will continue to ask..
“Why the EFF are you dating him?”