I wanted to give you my heart forever. But all along, you were only using me.

I wanted to give you my heart forever. But all along, you were only using me.


For the longest time, the only thing I wanted was for us to be together forever. I was completely spellbound by you. All I wanted was to be yours. In my mind, I was completely and utterly devoted to you. I would have done anything for you, anything for us; all you had to do was ask.
I was yours, and you were mine – or so I thought. But somewhere along the way, something changed. 
Slowly, I began to see a new side to you. I noticed that you’d treat me as an option while I always made you my main priority. You kept me at arm’s length, but I always wanted to be closer to you. 
You lied to me by leaving out inconvenient details as well as by telling me things that weren’t true. You could never bring yourself to fully commit to me, when I’d chosen you over and over again. For me, it didn’t even seem like I had a choice to make. I picked you over everything else, because to me you were the only option.
You used me. To you, I must have seemed like the perfect target. Innocent, hopeful, in love – and possibly a bit too naïve. 
You took advantage of me. 
I loved you. I thought the world of you. I wanted to give you my heart forever. But all along, you were only using me. You just strung me along, letting me think whatever was convenient for you at the time. 
You played games with me. I was just something to pass the time for you. But you had my heart. It makes me sick to think about how foolish I was for so long; but I know that I can’t blame myself for someone else’s actions.
You told me you loved me, but they were just empty words. You never did anything to show me that you actually cared. You were never there when it counted. You never stood by me when the chips were down. Actions speak louder than words, and yours were painfully quiet. 
For the longest time I could see the writing on the wall, but I refused to accept it. I didn’t want to believe that I could have been so blind for so long. I didn’t want to admit that our ‘relationship’ had always been one-way.
The truth is, you never deserved me. You weren’t worthy of being such a big part of my life. You weren’t worthy of my time, my love, or my tears. 
You lost me because you never realized just how good you had it. You weren’t paying attention to the best thing you’ve ever had in your life. You were too busy being one of ‘the boys’, too busy using women and having a good time to even recognize you had someone who would have stood by you through anything. It never even occurred to you that you might one day regret treating me the way you did.
I hope that one day you wake up and realize just what a huge mistake you made. I hope you feel sick and lie awake at night haunted by the knowledge that you could have had it all if you weren’t such a selfish, immature dick.
You had something that most people would cherish forever, and you squandered it for a good time with random women. Even when I knew what was going on, I still stood by you. I was still willing to do what I had to do to make it work. But eventually, I opened my eyes and realized that you were no good for me. I realized that I was worth more than being treated the way you treated me. 
I realized that I deserved to be happy. I realized that I deserved someone who actually loves me like I loved them.
And that’s how you lost me – the best thing that ever happened to you. If someday you ever find yourself regretting the way you treated me, know that there’s no way in hell I will ever take you back. You had your chance, and you blew it. Breaking up with you was the best decision I’ve ever made; I’m never looking back.
Written by Maverick, Staff writer at Lessons Learned In Life Inc. ©

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  1. It really is too bad this message is sexually biased. It otherwise applies perfectly to my former wife.

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