So you quit
Admitting to lying over the smallest things, not giving me the chance to prove I wouldn’t react in the way you feared. And to not fully understanding that honesty- no matter what was always needed. Just laying down and giving up. Oh my back hurts from all the times I poured my heart out, bent over backwards, smiled, and put on a tough face to be there for you. My back hurts from carrying conversations that were vital- and you failed them all. You failed me. And us. What we could’ve had. The thoughts we shared together. You are so enmeshed, so entangled in a group where you all huddle in fear of the past coming back in the form of a new person- that you lose the person you said helped more than you ever thought.
I’m just going to be another villain- another way to shrug and say how wronged you were. And you will know- deep down that isn’t true. I would’ve given up everything to be what you wanted. And needed. What I said never mattered, it was sealed probably before I even realized. And then it was too late.
I would’ve given you that life you wanted. All to see you happy.
Good luck. Goodbye.