I could write so many things about this relationship, and the way that it ended, but I would rather not. I honestly haven't really thought about it in days (work has helped).
I'm not gonna talk trash any more shit about him, or air his dirty laundry? What for? It's really not gonna help me. And, no, I'm not gonna spend minutes, hours, days, weeks dissecting something that should have never happened in the first place and how it ended; with what I can only presume was an email that took 5 minutes to end.
I will say this: I was never 100% on the guy (with regards to just about everything), there were ups, but just as many (if not more) downs, and I never in my life have felt as meaningless as I did when I realized my time and effort and words were wasted on some piece of shit who ended up dumping my like I was yesterday's trash.
I instead shall leave you with this. The breakup email. The blackouts? Well, I am entitled to just a bit of privacy.
And to my ex? Hmm, I'll keep this short.
A) You should have just thrown everything I gave you away. What the hell gave you the idea that I wanted any of it back?
B) May you never come within a mile of me or my home. I will try to do the same as I never want to be anywhere near you, ever again.
C) Don't ever contact me again. I've taken measures to ensure this, but in case you get past that, know that I never want to hear from you again.
Oh, right! A song. So I'm feeling very chill this Sunday afternoon. I took a nap and decided to watch Prometheus again. (Twice in less than 24 hrs. I mean, Idris Elba. no apologies.) So here's something chill.
Icarus by Winter Hinterland