Dear Will,
I broke up with you at 11:59 on June 14, 2014.
I tried not to be petty, to break up with you on your birthday,
but I thought 11:59 was the next day June 15, 2014.
Sorry.
I tried not to be petty, I didn't know 11:59 at night was not the next day,
Wait.... I'm not sorry.
Of all the things you said to me and called me
What I did was the least of my worries.
I tried to be the perfect girlfriend
but the more our relationship continued
the more I was starting to see that I was losing my self.
Our relationship was beginning to lean more to the divorce phase
instead of the honey moon phase.
You kept telling me to grow up and if I ever wanted a husband
I needed to "do it."
But you can't throw stones living in a glass house.
How you claim that you're "a grown man,"
but your mom still call you little Bill.
Sorry, I just had to spill the tea,
Not sorry, you were a d**che.