Letter to ex-boyfriend 3

No matter what happened in the past, I only remember the good feeling when I left. I miss the days of holding hands and leaving sad tears. For your ex-boyfriend, what you still have is the letter I shared with you. Welcome to read and study.

A letter to my ex-boyfriend 1

Dear husband:

Honey, this is the last time I call you that. Because you don't love me, you feel a lot of pressure. In short, there are too many reasons for our separation. At first, I was unwilling. I thought those reasons were just because we had been together for too long. You are used to the days when two people are together, but your eyes are blinded by your habits, so I will think that maybe you will find me better after separation. Just like every time, you will eventually come back to me, I think, and love.

I started playing the game you played. I read the web page you read. I think, although we are separated, as long as we have the same topic, it won't be cold, and we may still look so close to you. And you, still not so close to me. You will tell me how to play in QQ voice, and you will call me Bao on QQ. When you see me not going to class, you will still care why. At that time, I thought, I thought you still loved me. Maybe I think too much. It's too romantic. So even though we were separated at that time, I still mistakenly thought that the promise I loved and the promise I loved were still there, and nothing had changed. But your indifference to me these days has said everything. Times have changed. If you miss it, you really miss it. A few days ago, I was not sad enough, and suddenly my mood fell to the bottom. I began to miss, miss our days together. I began to feel at a loss and didn't know how to readjust to a person's life.

But I'm really sad. You know, dear husband. I thought of you during the exam, and my mind was full of you. I will think of you when I sleep, and I think you will never say good night to me again. Honey, I love you. I don't know who to vent my nagging to. In exchange, it's always up to you, um, oh, um, okay.

I can't let myself go on like this. As my friend said, I will never live with memories in my life. Even if I am happy or unhappy, my life will go on. Cindy and Ethan need their mother. My mother needs her daughters. Many people need me. I must try to adjust my mind.

Actually, calm down and think about it. What's good about you, except that a pair of good skin is given by your parents. You love playing games, don't go to your usual classes, don't sleep, and your grades are not satisfactory. At the beginning, we quarreled about this matter and broke up many times. But the last time you broke up with me, I began to compromise. Step by step, I turned myself into a different me, trying to adapt, accommodate you and play the games you play, even if I feel bored. I don't want you to cook, I don't want you to wash clothes, I can do all these things, and you, just after I finish the housework, play games and tell my wife that you are great. I feel like a fawning dog. I did so much just to hear you say, "I love you, my wife. That's very kind of you. " .

You have a bad temper. Whenever something happens, you will lose your temper with me. As long as I do something wrong, you will ignore me or say something about me. I know it's for my own good, so I apologize to you most of the time. But I'm really tired. Do you know what kind of world I live in? I live in a world of fear. I'm so scared. If I do something wrong, you will leave me without saying a word. These are me you never knew.

Honey, what do I mean to you? Playmate? A nanny? At best, it is a catharsis tool. Even if you are so bad, I still love you without hesitation. Even though we are separated, I still want to, I still want to, as long as you turn back, I will get back together with you immediately and pretend that nothing happened. I thought you'd come back. Just like you broke up with me because of that woman before, as long as you say your wife is sorry, I will still believe you unconditionally without hesitation. But this time, your indifference to me makes me feel that I may never have a chance to hear you say such things again. I don't blame you. Everyone has the right to choose and be chosen. I won't pester, because excessive pestering will only make you hate me more. Seeing this, do you think I am humble? Yes, that sunseeker who loves you is a humble woman, so humble that you are the only one in her eyes.

But this is not life, and this is not the day I want. Repeat how you refuse and cry all day, that's not me. I am a heartless girl, so I'm going to say goodbye and leave you. I know this is very painful, including when I made this decision, and even when I wrote this letter to you, I was in tears. The single circulated Fish Leong's happy breakup, trying to find my original strength from it, but I still cried. This letter to you is my last sentence to you. From then on, I became a stranger. I love you, husband. But I can't love. I can't say it if it's too melodramatic. I just want to say that I like you, which will not bring you trouble and pressure, and will not disturb your girlfriend's future life. I just want to bury everything in my heart and live a happy life. After all, that is the most important thing now. I hope you can live a happy life in the future, and I will watch you from afar until the day when I find a new lover. Goodbye, husband, I love you.

Once your favorite wife

Letter to ex-boyfriend 2

To my ex-boyfriend:

Remember how it started, and remember how it ended more deeply:

When breaking up: I remember that you came to accompany me for the New Year. I cooked four dishes and one soup, and I broke up with you when you were almost finished. You didn't make a sound, washed the bowl you ate, and then went back against the cold wind on the last night of 2007. I didn't cry, but I was worried that you slept very cold and caught a cold all night. I told you to take a hot bath before going to bed, but I know you don't listen to me. I don't know if you cried, but I know you won't tell me.

Before we broke up, you didn't write me a love letter, and I didn't write you a love letter. Even you don't have anything in writing to remember me, except a short message you sent me, which I recorded with a colored pen.

A year after breaking up, I wrote such a letter as a souvenir of our youth.

Before breaking up, I made up my mind to break up with you, but I don't know why.

I didn't know we had broken up until a year after we broke up.

The summer before we broke up, I often made breakfast for you. However, when you were young, you didn't think you needed breakfast. In order to sleep a little longer, you always leave breakfast in the pot. And I get up at 6 o'clock every day, steam steamed buns, fried eggs and hot milk in various colors for you, and then have breakfast in the hot sun and wait for the bus. It takes 1.5 hours to change to two buses for work.

Before breaking up, I took you to the vegetable market, taught you to buy vegetables, taught you to recognize vegetables you don't know, taught you to cook, taught you to wash clothes, told you to take a bath and change clothes frequently, and taught you not to be male chauvinist; Actually, I don't want to change you at all I just want to be able to take care of myself completely in life and not rely on others.

I used to like shopping before we broke up, and you were very dissatisfied. You suspect that I am a materialistic woman. I bought what I could afford and paid for it myself. You are not satisfied, and I am not satisfied.

Before breaking up, when you just graduated, you often needed to borrow money from your colleagues to raise money to visit me. You can't bear to eat out, so I have to cook for you with my clumsy skills.

After breaking up, you finally paid off the student loan and got a deposit, but you never came to me again.

Before breaking up, it was my hardest day, and you accompanied me. You used your youth to kill my youth and your passion.

Before breaking up, it was also your hardest day, and I was with you. I used my youth to wear away your youth and consumed half of my heart.

Before breaking up, I often like to buy you things. You said you didn't need or want me to spend money for you, and that I had no taste in choosing things.

Before we parted, I thought of you as myself, and I had nothing to hide in front of you.

After breaking up, I slowly found myself, facing myself and hiding myself in front of others.

Before breaking up, we often go shopping and cook together on weekends, and then clean the room and watch movies together; I often complain to you that life is dull, and you always say that life is like this.

Before we broke up, I often said that life was boring and you were boring, but you said I was boring. I only know how to calculate the rate of return, take various exams, love shopping and gluttony, have no hobbies, and are a little withdrawn.

After breaking up, I found that I had many hobbies, more and more friends and abundant time, but I always cried alone under the covers.

Before breaking up, I treated other boys like air.

After breaking up, you told me not to just remember to play, but to remember to get married in time, but I still haven't met anyone.

Before we broke up, you managed me very tightly. You even cared about me taking photos with my male colleagues alone and the tone of my eyes when I talked to others. I'm often angry that I didn't put you first. I seldom care about you and often ignore you. I thought I set you free. You think I don't care about you at all.

Before we broke up, you thought I was heartless. In fact, I am a person whose behavior can't fully express my heart. I'm afraid to express my love. I'm afraid of controlling others by myself, and I'm even more afraid of being controlled by others in the name of love.

Before we broke up, you often blamed me for not finding those little bracelets you gave me, but I never lost them. I still often wear the necklace you gave me.

Before breaking up, I often remind myself not to interfere with you and leave you alone. As a result, you jumped to the company I recommended to you for the first time and jumped to the second company I recommended to you for the second time.

Before breaking up, I often dragged you to teach me to swim. I am learning happily in the water and smiling happily, but you don't have much joy.

After breaking up, I vowed to learn to swim, swim well and learn all kinds of strokes, no matter how many years it takes.

I really want to go to Guilin with you after breaking up. You once spent a day and a night from Wuhan to Guilin to see my train. You said it was too hot to go.

Before we broke up, I really wanted to learn dancing from you, but you were not interested in teaching me.

Before we parted, I really wanted to go to Hangzhou and visit the West Lake with you, but I didn't mention it to you. You thought I was not interested in the scenery.

You washed my feet several times before we broke up, but I didn't wash you once.

Before we broke up, you gave me various nicknames. I just called you Gege or Benben.

Before we broke up, you told me to watch less sad movies, less literary novels and more realistic things. You told me to change my temper and behavior. I think you are always dissatisfied with me, but you just can't accept my performance.

I've changed a lot since we broke up.

When we broke up, you were worried that no one could always comfort me, a hysterical person.

There was really no one to comfort me after breaking up, so I learned to comfort myself.

Before breaking up, once you were sick and refused to go to the hospital, I led you to register for a doctor, as proud as a mother taking her children to see a doctor.

Before breaking up, one summer happened to be your birthday. You have a cold, but you refuse to take medicine. You have to cover all the quilts and lie in bed to cover your sweat. I cooked porridge for you, and then I watched you lying on the ground with satisfaction.

Before breaking up, I often asked you why you fell in love with me. I didn't get the answer, and you never asked me this question.

Before breaking up, I often asked you when you fell in love with me. I didn't get the answer, and you never asked me this question.

I am here to convey

Salute!

XXX

XXXX，XXXX，XX，XX

Letter to ex-boyfriend 3

Sophia Kao:

Are you okay? I'm afraid to call you or send you a message, because I promised you I wouldn't bother you again. I must keep my promise, even if it is difficult, I will try my best to stick to it.

You invited me to dinner that day, and it was very unpleasant afterwards. I really regret it. I shouldn't drink. If I hadn't lost my temper by drinking, maybe you wouldn't hate me so much You're right. You never listened to me once. I regret many things.

I don't know if you are doing well now. I heard that you will transfer to Shenzhen a few days ago, and you may go to Dubai next year. To tell the truth, I'm really happy for you.

I am much calmer now, but I still miss you every day. The worst time of the day is waking up in the morning. Sometimes I really don't want to wake up and look at the empty ceiling. I am afraid that you have left me. I am afraid of waking up and don't want to accept this cruel fact. I can't help crying when I wake up thinking of you every day. Recently, my eyes are shallow and I always cry. I can't help it every time I want to. I am crying while writing now. I used to feel good about you. Today, I chatted with a friend on QQ. I said I was in a bad mood, very uncomfortable. She said that I should think about what I used to do when I was in a bad mood and adjust my mentality. I just remembered that I used to take it out on you when I was in a bad mood I will quarrel with you when I can't sleep, and I think you play games too loudly. If you sleep for a long time and feel bad, you will lose your temper and say that life is boring, so you fall asleep. Now that I think about it, I was so stupid and happy that I didn't know how to cherish it. Now I want you to continue playing games by my side. As long as you are thirsty, I will look at you quietly. I'll get you a glass of water. If you are tired of playing, go to bed. I won't bother you again. But I know that you will never forgive me, and I will never have such an opportunity. Do you remember when we sang swallows together? You hold me, and I still have wet tears on my face. That's how we sang Swallows together. I dare not sing this song anymore, even dare not listen to it. I'm afraid my emotions will explode again. Everyone says that time will dilute everything. My friend comforted me for a long time. But you know, Sophia Kao, I've been afraid of it for a long time. I am afraid that you will forget me, and I am afraid that I will disappear into your world. Remember the first time I called you Sophia Kao, and the first time you called me Xiaoyu? I thought I forgot, but now I remember it clearly. I remember cooking for you before. You accidentally knocked over a plate of dried incense, and I lost my temper again. You advised me for a long time, and then we ate the rest of the food, and you kept letting me eat it. The two of us just finished eating with a dish. I still remember that you told me to lose weight. I was afraid that I would eat too much. You always robbed me, so I lost my temper and hit you. I really regret being a happy little woman at the beginning, and now it's all my fault.

I know that I have hurt you a lot, and I also know that you are a principled person. For so many years, I always thought how good I was to you, but I ignored how forbearing you were to me. I'm such a fool. I have always held happiness in my hand, and I have always said that I am looking for happiness. How many times, I walked away and you were still waiting for me. This time, you really walked away. Until now, I realized that you are so important in my heart. In my heart, your seeds have been deeply planted. Pulling up is not only heartbreaking, but it may be abandoned if it is really pulled up.

I used to hate you playing games, and I always wanted to delete your games from my computer. But now, I will always keep the games you played in the computer. There are still many things at home that have traces left by you, and I will always keep them. I will keep many things you used before, and I will comfort myself. Actually, everything is the same. You're just busy at work, so you don't have time to come to see me and stay with me.

Honey, you know, I still love you so much, but I didn't realize it before. I will stay where I am, waiting for you to look back at me one day.

I am still the clever Xiao Yu, just like when you first met me, diligent, lovely and considerate.

My tears kept running down and my keyboard was wet. You are busy with your work. This letter is a bit long. Take a look at it when you are free.

You should eat on time and have more rest when you have time.

Xiaoyu

2008-8-27

Letter to ex-boyfriend 4

Big fool:

When you decided to leave me, you didn't realize your departure, leaving me alone to look for your figure in my memory.

Perhaps in your heart, I am just a trivial past, just like the footprints left on the beach, leaving footprints temporarily, but with the arrival of the tide, the traces of my existence gradually fade away. In this life, I want to be the most important person in your life, accompany you to the end of your life, and accompany you to the ends of the earth. So, but can't-but can't do it again. After waking up, I asked you tearfully on the phone, did you love me? Cover up your despair, kneeling on the ground with a mobile phone and crying silently. The pain is so deep. I feel so tired, so tired, so tired that I can't describe it in words. I want to see you and hear your voice. I don't regret that entering your world has caused a lifetime of pain, although I am about to be destroyed.

In such a sleepless night, I can't tell whether I miss you as torture or enjoyment. I want to call you and listen to your voice, but I don't have the courage.

Maybe it's good for both of us to end this way, and maybe we'll never see each other again. Even if we meet, we meet strangers. But this feeling will be buried in my heart from now on, deeply buried in a corner that no one can touch anymore and no one can replace it now.

If I really care about you, I should set you free and let you pursue the happiness you want. Pain-because I fell in love with a person who wanted to be sincere to me, but I was doomed to be unable to park for you, and I was doomed to miss this life. I know that in this life, I may never have contact with you again. I should bury you deep in my heart. You don't care how much I miss you anyway.

I was hurt, but I have no regrets. No one is right or wrong in feelings, only the depth of fate.

In the dead of night, when there is a cold wind blowing on the rooftop, thoughts and tears are superfluous. Memories stung me and pushed me back. The cold wind and the deep night can't compare with the desolation you bring. Living in the thoughts of you hurts me, and my feelings for you are too urgent and deep, like the burning of fire, which will hurt me to escape. Can't face it, can it only be a stranger from now on? After all, I am in a dream, and I belong to you. I'm late. Facing the impact of reality, I feel deeply tired and unbearable pain without you in my world. Now, I have a sigh for you in my heart, sighing that my heart is too heavy to think of you, and I can only let my stagnant thoughts fall. It's late at night. In my empty eyes, I can only watch my new life shrink gradually.

I strongly suppress my thoughts. My life is still the same without you. I just don't understand my existence, lose my goal in life, and wander around the world like a walking corpse every day. The joys and sorrows in this world are just passing by. And I am just a passer-by, a passer-by. In your eyes, I'm afraid I can't find any evidence that I ever existed. I don't want to miss you, but I can only accept my fate. If this life really can't be with you, why should I be persistent? Without you, even if you have the whole world, it is empty.

I am wandering in the tide of missing, patting my heart that is gradually corroded, and my mind is condensed with past memories. It's foam at sea. It appears all the time, and I can't forget it if I want to. I'm not weak, I'm just too deep and emotionally drifting. I can't be as cold as you, and my feelings will eventually be hurt by fickle feelings. If only I could have half your indifference.

My world is better because of your appearance, and gloomy because of your giving up?

Little fool who once loved you deeply.

XXXX。 X. X

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