F*** you
And the guy that you’re seeing behind my back. You lied about our separation how cold you turned. All of a sudden, everything that we have accomplished together that we built together none of it matters to you because if it did, you wouldn’t give up on me. I let things go. I let things slide the image of who I thought I was I didn’t realize it wasn’t true. I wanted to be. I should’ve listened to you. I’m sorry.
But the way you went about this and how you said it it was cold and calculated and ruthless. I don’t know if this is some fucked up. Wake up call or if you’re truly serious. But what I can’t deny what I can’t shake is that all hours of the day morning, noon and night even past midnight I see you and I see him. At the same time or within just a couple minutes. What would you think?? What would anybody think? The fact that you won’t talk about us and get harsh, cruel, and nasty when you speak to me. Is it because you’re defensive because you know that, even though I don’t know for sure, I know. Because in my blindness, you had to turn to someone else for attention, affection and God knows what else.
The cruel part was you made me believe that it truly was all me. This wasn’t something that just sprung up. This had to have been something that’s been going on before we separated. So is that resentment that I see really shame and anger because of what you’ve done? I don’t really know what the real answer is you won’t talk to me. But that’s the question everyone brings up to me. It takes two. But I never did you this dirty