I'm done, buddy.

I'm done. I'm done with all the bullshit, all the lies... I don't need this.
I have way too much going on in my life to even waste my precious time on this.
I doubt you will ever read this, but if for some reason you do, I hope you know this is the very last time I waste my time writing about you...

As of today, you are no longer a part of me. You will no longer occupy a minute of my time, a space in my mind, and most important, a place in my heart.
It took a lot for you to get there, and I went through hell trying to keep you there too... But just like that, just like I fought heaven and hell with everything I had just to keep you there, I'm tearing you off. I'm kicking you out of my heart and you are no longer welcome, BUDDY.

I hope you're happy with her... I really do.
I could never wish you anything bad... You deserve to be happy, but I do too.
Obviously, time has shown us both that happiness is precisely us NOT being together, and well... we can't fight fate, or at least I know I certainly can't.
I hope she makes you happy, I hope she gives you everything you want and need. I hope she drives you crazy as you drove me, and I sure hope she loves you as much as I loved you.

However, there's one thing I want to know...
Why did you have to lie? Was it really that hard to be honest with me? Do I really deserve that little from you? Why couldn't you just come clean and tell me she was part of your life already? Why would you deny it everytime I asked you?
Ugh... See, that's what aggravates me.
It's not the fact that you've found somebody else, but the fact that you lied about it.

But it's ok... You probably don't think this is that big a deal, and you're probably right, so we're just going to drop it...
I can't do this anymore... What's not meant to be won't ever be.
I'm completely worn out, I give up.
I'm officially done.

I wish you the best of luck. It was good meeting you. Have a good life.