Eyes Wide Open: An Open Letter to that guy who thinks he knows how to play

When I hear the words that comes out of your mouth, I smile inside. Not because your words make me happy but because I don’t believe a single word of it. I’ve heard that bullshit before and I can smell it from a mile away.

It behooves me to compliment you but I must admit, your ability to lie has improved over the years. If I may suggest, you might want to start learning how to cover your tracks. Some of us knows how to do our homework.

May I remind you as well that I was once a journalism student and I am now a fraud specialist. What does that mean for you? Well, for one, my investigative skills are quite good. I know how to turn every stone and get the information I want, when I want to. Also, I am suspicious by nature. I trust my instinct and I am quite good at reading people. I don’t easily believe the things that I hear, I double check sources and make sure they are right.

I hear enough bullshit for eight hours every day, five days a week and I know exactly the smell of bullshit you’re trying to make me believe. I don’t buy it.

So you can say all the sweetest things you can think of, I will never believe you. I will not call you out either. Two can play this game. Go on, keep lying. I know what you are. If you insist on making your life miserable, I will help you with that. I will go above and beyond to make your life a living hell.

You see, what you are doing right now is an insult to me. You think I am stupid and gullible. Well, don’t be too sure about yourself. Not every girl you meet will fall for you. Not everyone will believe you. I don’t take kindly to people who tries to take advantage of me.

I am not blind and I refuse to play blind. I can see how your actions contradict your words. I can hear the things you do not say. I have seen the puzzle and the pieces don’t fit.

You think my emotion is a playground that you can play as you like and leave when you get bored? You think you can charm your way to everything? My, my, your confidence is astounding. Let me give you a slow clap for that.

If I may suggest again, it’s time to change your tactics. I am getting bored.

It’s a good thing most girls you meet are contented with listening to your well-rehearsed poetries and charming little smiles. You have nothing in the art of conversation. You are boring and shallow and doesn’t make a lot of sense. Your charming smiles can only go so far. Talking to you is enough to entertain me for at least 30mins at the most. My mind is already elsewhere after that.

Let me give it to you plain and simple: I don’t trust you. Be careful where you step, I am watching. Be careful what you say, I am listening. Be careful what you do, I always observe. When the time is right, you will see and I will make sure you regret ever crossing paths with me.

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*I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors. Proofreading via mobile is a challenge for me.*


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