i am not looking back. i gave what i gave, and i'm not sorry.
the first time i've learned my lesson since god knows when.
i realized what it was that was missing. and it was when i needed you, that you were never there.
i held it against you, made a mental note of all the secrets you kept. a tally mark for every promise you couldn't keep. i cannot say that the damage isn't done. i'd be lying if i said i'd been hurt like that before. but it's done, and it's dead. there is nothing i could say or do to get back what we had. and the truth is, i don't want it. it was happiness for me, at that moment i got off that plane, drove the hour and a half home and ran into your arms. that was what made this all worth it. i don't need an apology, i already know you show no remorse. i already know all that effort you said you put into us, was only your need to have something in your life go right.
and yes, i felt completely and entirely used and betrayed for most of the time i've known you, but for what it's worth, i know you loved me. even if only for one second. because that one second had kept me by your side the entire time. i said some things i can't take back, and even then, the occassional action spoke louder than the millions of words. but for what it's worth, in my heart you were all i could see.
through all that we've been through, i've rid myself of you. all the time, all the money, the packing up and leaving every two weeks, the brutal arguments, the heartfelt apologies, the i love yous, the i hate yous. it is all out of me.

i wish the best for you, i hope you'd wish the same for me.