How have you been? I hope you are doing well. Me? I am doing okay, I guess. I have not been wasting my time on someone for the past two months, which is how long you wasted my time.
I still remember sitting anticipating if you would be the person whom I saw on my screen every evening.
I sat with facing the door on that stool at the corner of the bar and waited. Continuously checking my phone to see the time or any text message. I re-read your text to see if I was the right spot because that would have been my fault.
I told the bartender I was expecting someone. I sat there waiting for someone that never showed. I walked away after an hour of waiting for you. An hour of unanswered phone calls and text messages. Did you come and left before I noticed you? What was it that threw you off? I had not even eaten yet, so there couldn’t have been anything in my teeth. I checked my hair and makeup discreetly in my silverware at least a dozen times. What did you see? Why did you run?
For the first time in my life, I felt a part of my heartbreak and yet I am thankful.
Thank you for my heart sinking into my chest as someone other than you walked through that door. An hour of hoping this was all a dream.
Thank you for making me cry. Thank you for not responding to my messages or calls. Thank you for choosing not to waste any more of my time. Thank you for giving Karma a reason to kick your ass, because if she doesn’t, I will. You may think that I spent days crying over you, but you would be wrong. 30 minutes was all it took. Instead of crying, I told my friends about you. Congratulations, now you have about 8 women gunning for your head.
Lastly, I want to thank you for one more protective wall I added around my heart.
I still do not know why you never showed up but believe it was clearly for the best.