Honestly, I think about him a lot.
Even though I clearly had a codependency problem
And he was borderline emotionally abusive to me
I think about him very, very often.
And honestly, I miss him.
I blame myself for most of the problems we had.
I often think about how things could’ve worked out if I just wasn’t an idiot.
But even if they could have, I know I have to move on.
The bridge is burned.
Even though, honestly, I regret starting the flame.