#ex-oh-ex-oh

[letterstomyundeadlove-blog]

The Big Move (on)

Dear Undead Love,

I was listening to one of my YouTube play lists today. I am packing to move to the same place you were supposed to be doing your masters degree. But after our brief exchanges I guess I wont be seeing you there for at least a while. There are a few things that are reminding me of you today. But since I yearn for the love I once gave you, I guess I think about you in one way or another nearly every day.

Still I realise I know this is a really hurtful thing to say, but I don't think you actually loved me. Thinking back, I try to remember what you used to do to show me that you love me. For years I told you actions speak louder than words...but as always you just ran your mouth.

It hurts me to think that you didn't love me... but I cant think of anything that could prove me otherwise. Personally I think you were/are just looking for someone to mash on the regular, and carry and look after your kids.

Either you are going to live the rest of your life without getting the same type of love I am after, or it is just going to take a stronger woman than me to break you into a lover and not a breeder.

Anyway when I look back at our relationship I remember that it wasn't your love that made me happy; it was my love for you that made me happy.

Maybe I just need someone to love... I just thought think I deserve to be loved back. Maybe I should get a puppy... then I remember I am scared of dogs. I guess I am stuck looking for my soul mate instead.

ex-oh-ex-oh

The one who wasn't strong enough to 'tame' you

[letterstomyundeadlove-blog]

Once, Twice, Three times and I Went

Dear Undead Love,

I hear you're still doing the same things you were 6 years ago, no change? Why? I expected more from you. Not because I have the right to expect more from you, but because I respected you, and thought you were destined to be a success.

When I see opportunities for you I feel like I should call you and tell you about them, help you with your CV, or your coursework, or just your life in general.

Undead love, I know I told you I didn't love you anymore, but you were stupid enough to believe it. I mean I told you I could never stop loving you... so look at where what you thought of me got you and me.

The tiniest things remind me of you but I can't tell you these things because you'd think I want to be you girl again. I don't! Why?

Because we broke up the

first time you said you would change

second time you said you'd change

third time you said you'd change

Why would I have let there be a fourth time? With age you got lazier, and grew into not caring. Why would I subject myself to being an ornament of intimacy (if you could call it that) a cook, a maid (would it have killed you to wash the damn dishes?) I gave you more than you gave me, and I know I could have given 60% more, but that would have made more of a fool (I was already a fool for being smitten over you)

I hope you pick yourself up soon/ find someone who will.

ex-oh-ex-oh

Your ex future wife