An Open Letter To The Guy Who Broke Me

An open letter to the one who gave up his chance.
It's pretty much been living hell without you, it's just killing me. I know you've moved on, and you're probably really happy. But, look at me. Do you think I'm happy?
I sit here, most of my time, thinking about how great things were. How much I loved you, how much you said you loved me. We were amazing. I remember this one time, I had just gotten out of the hospital, and it was our friend's birthday. She wanted to go out, but instead you stayed home with me and took care of me. You were there for me 100%, until the day you changed your mind. The day you stopped loving me. The day you stopped caring.
I remember everything you've ever said to me. You told me you just weren't wanting a relationship for awhile... After a few days, I saw you with the new girl. The one you always said I would never have to worry about. You were laughing together in your truck, while I sat there alone in my car crying.
I couldn't even begin to count the tears I have cried for you, for your worthlessness. You'll never know what it feels like to have to sit here and watch you with yet ANOTHER girl. To see your stuff all over social media. To walk past you everyday, to hang out with our friends and you show up.
The other day, when I was with some friends, your truck pulled into the driveway. My heart broke into a million pieces. I didn't know what to do, you hadn't been there for weeks. You said hi to me, and I didn't know what to say. You said you thought we were friends, but what would make you think that it's that easy to forget about and let go? It isn't. It's never going to be possible for me to forgive you, not a single bit. As we went inside the house, you just stared at me for awhile, not saying a word... Until you noticed someone else giving me the same attention you used to give me. You didn't seem to like what he was doing, so you decided right in front of everyone to bring up our past, I ignored you. But, you just kept butting into every conversation I was having...
I learned that night, that I have to let you go. You only want something to do with me when I decide to move on. Any other time, I'm just another girl you dated and left.