I woke up this morning after a very short night because I managed to sleep only three hours and again in interspersed, because following our breakup, I find myself alone with my tears and my memories. Everything could have continued so well. But I realized that you continued to lie to me, Gérard, so I ended up letting go. Our relationship is just a memory in the wind. The storm has passed, I hope but the damage is always very present.
I who loved you so much. I had talked about you to my whole family and all my friends. How could you dare?
You even lied to me about your mobile phone. You told me that you were hacked your number and that you could neither send nor receive a call or sms. Finally, you have sent an SMS compromising for me with your own phone number, the one I know, to one of my friends.
I don't understand why you had your heart so hard towards me. However, you seemed so tender to me with your beautiful voice and your well pronounced Belgian accent. But all of this was obviously comedy. This morning, you sent me messages. You still call me my love but for me, all of this is already from the past because of all your lies, your threats and the wickedness that you showed me yesterday afternoon.
I told you that you will never find a woman who will love you as much as me.
In reality, you made it from me but I think that today, you regret all this and you are sincere when you call me my love and that you tell me that you will explain everything to me.
But now, it's too late for me. I don't even want to listen to your explanations for fear that it is still big lies.
I never want to communicate with you again. You injured me too much and this morning, I feel well that my heart is broken.
You were really monstrous yesterday afternoon and what you did with me and my family and my friends is really unforgivable.
You really put me naked, you broke all the romantic ties that concerned us, you corrupted my modesty and that will never forgive you. In addition, you continue in the lies claiming that it is not you the culprit. You are really a coward.
For the past four and a half months that we have been on the internet, I had never had such a beautiful love story with a man and who ended in such a brutal and rotten way.
I have to resign myself to forget you.
Good luck to you in your future life.
Here, I still wish you good despite everything the harm you have done to me.
To gods Gérard.