The thing is there is nothing you can say to justify what you did to me. You retraumatized me, stole from me, and lied to me time and time again. And you have the audacity to talk about what you can control when I don’t owe you a motherfucking thing. You can’t even control yourself. The fact that you’re angry that I’m with someone in the flesh tells me that a part of you still wants me. Another thing, you chose to be everything you told yourself. -Sen