I'm smart.
I'm hot.
I'm successful.
I'm athletic.

you're scrawny
you're nerdy
you're younger

I was good to you:
I made you meals.
I was nice to your friends and family.
I made an effort to get to know the things that you were interested in.
I gave you random thoughtful gifts.
I listened attentively to your hopes and dreams and tried to help you accomplish them.

I discovered that:
you argue for the sake of arguing even if you have no clue what you're talking about
you can't go through two sentences without saying, "you know?"
you can't calculate the tip without counting on your fingers
you have a bad fashion sense
you're not as successful as you could be because you're lazy

And now you've ended things with me.

you said you just didn't feel that spark anymore
you said that maybe it was because we hadn't seen eachother in two weeks
you said that you felt that you weren't making an effort - that you just weren't into it

Just so you know:
People used to comment about how lucky you were to be dating me.
Your roommate confessed his love for me.
A few of your other friends asked me out on dates even though they knew I was seeing you.

you weren't even my boyfriend - we were casualy dating but I said to them that they needed to be better friends to you.
I told them off for being disrespectful and that you deserved more than that.

A few things:
you weren't good in bed
you have no rhythm
the maximum time you lasted in bed was 5 minutes
have you ever heard of the clitoris?
obviously not because I never reached orgasm with you
when you used to go wash up after sex, I'd masturbate to get some sort of tiny pleasure out of the night

Just so you know:
I broke my rules for you... I was going to stay single until I was able to get over him.
I still love him, not you.
I told you it was over with him but it wasn't
At no point could you compare.
He still holds the key to my heart.

Maybe thats why you didn't feel the spark anymore.

He's a genius.
He's sexy.
He's athletic.
He is successful.
He makes me want to be a better person.
He challenges me.

When I couldn't sleep I used to write to him while you were in bed next to me.

When you woke me up and told me I was smiling it was because I was dreaming about him.

As much as I am disappointed that you ended things - I'm not that upset. I'm happy to be able to no longer have to hide my love for him.

I slept with him twice while you and I were seeing each other.
I can't count the number of orgasms.
I wanted to be with him not you.

you were lucky to have had two minutes of my time.
you wasted it.