Probably should have done this yesterday instead of sending text messages telling him to mail me my stuff and that I am disgusted with him and have no desire for him to be in my life. Here's what I'd like to tell him right now:
You said you loved me but the relationship couldn't continue because you lost "butterflies." What a friggin cop out. You couldn't date me because I was just part of your own selfish agenda. You swept me off my feet when I met you, you treated me like gold. You knew I was hesitant but you convinced me that this was real and you weren't going anywhere.
Then, after convincing me we could still be friends post breakup, you see me in public, talk to me for a little bit, tell me you'll see me on the other side of the bar...and then go on to make out with some girl...knowing I was right there. Knowing that it would kill me. There's a special place for people like you...that's all I'm saying. I feel for the girl, because either she's okay with a casual hookup (that's clearly all you are after, sources have confirmed that with me) or she is going to get hurt too.
And yet I still can't shake it. I still secretly hope that my less than kind texts got the point across to you. You weren't my first love, but you were my strongest love. And truthfully...it disgusts me.