You promised...

You promised that it wouldn't be a problem.
You promised we'd stay friends.
You promised things wouldn't be "weird."
You promised.

You lied.

You ignore my calls and texts.

I had a question, not about us, but about something else, and you pretend you didn't get it.

I text to see how you are, you ignore it.

I tried to pretend that it didn't matter to me, but it does.

I regret it.

I'm sorry I chose you.

I'm through crying.

I'm done.


*After rereading this post I realized it sounds like I'm talking about having sex with him. To clarify, I'm not.*