I penned this anonymously as a few words to my ex who left me for her ex (not the same ex as my School Leavers post) — who’s life I saved while he was suicidal — so early on in our relationship, yet so long into me desiring her in every way.
Isn’t it funny that I wanted you, right from the day that we met?
Isn’t it funny that I got you, that I made you MY baby girl?
Isn’t it funny that I needed you most, and you weren’t there?
Isn’t it funny that I messaged, you read and you ignored me?
Isn’t it funny that I didn’t mean as much to you as your ex?
Isn’t it funny that I saved his life for you while he called me ugly?
Isn’t it funny that I am now single, and you’re HIS baby girl.
Isn’t it funny?
Though it’s taken me a lot to share something so raw here, I figured I’d share it so people in my position know that they’re not alone. It will be okay, you will be okay.
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