It’s been a while since I looked at out things (that everyone said I should just delete).

Sometimes I think bad things like how could you say you loved me if you dropped me so fast and so hard for a wife that never payed attention to you? Someone you said you’d leave in a heart beat for me on many occasions. Someone you said was ugly and so much less than me in every way humanly possible.

But most of the time I think good things now. Like I hope that was a wake up for your marriage and that you’re happier now. That I wish you well. That you’ll always be an adventure I had. That you’ll always be someone that loved me (in his own probably very toxic way).

I think at this point I miss the friendship in general. But that I’ve mostly moved on and I’m proud of myself for it. For not looking back so often, for not missing you very much anymore.

I think you’ll always have a piece of my heart but it’s very tiny, almost unrecognizable. And I’m okay with that.