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You never apologized.
You never admitted that you were wrong. You never said sorry.
No. That was always me. I was the one who was being unreasonable.
When you went to a Quidditch game instead of celebrating our second anniversary, I was being stupid because I said that our love was more important than a stupid game.
When you were snogging other girls in front of me, I was being selfish, because I was not "sharing" my boyfriend.
When you took my money without asking, I was being cruel because I only left you enough to buy five meals (you decided to waste use it on a new chess set).
When you gave me a chocolate frog for my birthday, I was acting spoiled. You told me that I should be grateful you gave me something in the first place.
So, you see, I was always the one saying sorry. I was the one who was wrong.
Every. Bloody. Time.
A true man would admit to his mistakes, so the one he loves would not have to feel bad about it.
A man like you, however, would waste a bunch of galleons on a chess set, make out with girls in front of me, spend our anniversary at a Quidditch game and give me a chocolate frog for my birthday.
So, that, Ronald, is the thirteenth reason I broke up with you.
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