I don’t understand why you did what you did to me. I let go, I just want my things back and even that you’ve made complicated.
I was never going to be back in your life without you wanting me, and that is crystal fucking clear now to the person you have become and the hate in your soul.
I’ve let it all go, I don’t hate you anymore, but I’m not particularly fond of you either.
You didn’t need to do what you did to me, I have no hate for you.
I’ve moved on, I’m happy back at work. Actually loving being back.
I’m done dealing with your hate
I’ll have the moving company arrange the details