I knew you wouldn't respond to my email; yet I'm vaguely disappointed you didn't. I suppose it's better that way. It just hurts to think you've forgotten all about me. It hurts to think you no longer care - that your feelings for me have already vanished. I can't stop imagining you with some new girl - some shiny bobble-head who I would just hate. I imagine you doing everything with her that you used to do with me. All that and more. And it hurts me so deeply.
You said you found me irresistible, that I completely satisfied you in every way. You said I had everything you wanted in a girlfriend, and you didn't think you would prefer anyone else. How could you say all those things and then just let me go? How could you tell me you loved me - that you adored me - and then turn around and pull the plug on us so fast?
I don't think you realize what a mistake you have made. You may not realize it yet - you certainly didn't at the time - but I think you will rue the day you broke up with me. I think your ego has gotten the best of you. Or maybe it's just your stubbornness - your unwillingness to face up to and to deal with the fact that there are parts of you that need change and improvement. Some simple changes, and we could have avoided all this mess.
I refuse to believe you are better off without me. God knows I've been a handful in the past, but there was nothing with you that should've been so damning. A few minor adjustments - on both our parts - and everything would have been just fine. Why were you so unwilling? I really think you are going to regret this. I always wanted the best for you, tiger - and I sincerely believe I was just that.