Unsent messages to MAEOV

Sometimes I start to miss you, but then I remember how hurt, how sad, how unloved you made me feel. It was always a competition for your attention, a competition I rarely won. And even when I did, you were so good at making me feel guilty for taking up your precious time. Was I ever good enough for you? Of course I was, but you never showed it. And now that I’ve realized I don’t need to prove myself to you or anyone, I’m a lot happier. Maybe one day I’ll tell you these things for real, but for now, this is good enough. Goodbye.