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An Open Letter To My Hometown Hookup

It's not me, it's you.

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An Open Letter To My Hometown Hookup

We all have them, that one person who’s your “go-to” hookup every time you visit home. You know, the one you dated back in high school that hits you up every time you’re back because “they miss you."

All your friends know this person by name and all the details of your super complicated "relationship." There’s no denying that you two have had some fun together in the past. They were the one you thought you would never get over. Unlike the guys from your college town, they know your past and everything that has made you who you are.

And even though you've moved away and have dated other people, you've still been on-again-off-again with this person since the day you met. It's been the same round-and-round situation for eight years now. WHEN WILL THE MADNESS STOP?!

You two are obviously in denial about each other because anyone with eyes can see that both of you have serious feelings for the other. But, regardless of what others say, you can never stay together for longer than a few months. You're fighting just as much as you are on good terms. You act all tough like you have no feelings, but honestly you're not fooling anyone. This person walks in and out of your life constantly, but you're a stupid, hopeless romantic girl so you let them.


One moment, the two of you are fine, perfectly happy, and planning trips to see each other. Then, all of a sudden, you realize it's been a week since you've spoken and you check Snapchat to see that once again, he's back with his most recent ex. You start fighting over how "this always happens" and how "you're sick of being the backup girl". You tell him it's over, even though you both know in a few months he will drunk text you saying that he misses you, and you'll be doing this all over again.

But, it's time to put a stop to the cycle (for your sake and your friends' sakes, too).

So with that, it's time to say your final goodbye.


To my hometown hookup,

It's not me, it's you.

I've put up with you playing with my emotions for long enough. You've always been the one, and you know that I'll always let you back in. And no matter how much I want you to want me, I need to walk away. I need to walk away not just for myself, but for both of us. Our constant back and forth is seriously making me dizzy.

I need to protect myself from getting hurt by your games. I need to realize my self-worth, something that you clearly don't value. I need to prove to myself that I'm better than constant being taken for granted. I deserve someone who is going to realize what they have, when they have it.

This doesn't have to be a goodbye, but hopefully just a see you later.

I'd love for you to take the billion chances I've given you and prove me wrong. I want you to realize what you've had all along. I want you to think about all the reasons you've continued to come back, even after everything we've been through.

You know all the good and the bad. You've been there through the awkward middle school stage, the family drama, the excitement of change, the guys who came and went, and everything in between.

But for what?

What is the point if you're just going to turn around and leave again?

But as much as I want you to pick me, I'd rather you leave for good than continue to walk in and out of my life. You will always hold a special place in my heart, but it's time for us to go our separate ways.

Love always,

Your first love.


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