I realized last night, after 4 months, that you never ever felt as strongly for me as I did for you. You led me on for a year. A YEAR. That last email you sent me? You sent that to make yourself feel better. It had nothing to do with me. It's good to know that you still put yourself first.
I hope you don't contact me again. Ever. I don't want to hear from you. I don't wish you harm, but I don't wish you anything good either.
How dare you decide to contact me after I've managed to find someone who is actually worth my time, my effort, and my love? He and I are just beginning our journey. We're both healing from the past, and have been able to find within each other a kindred spirit. There's real potential, with a possibility of a long and happy forever.
So you, my "dear" ex, can just go back to your life and LEAVE ME OUT OF IT. I hate that you snuck into my head last night and made me cry myself to sleep. I don't want you, I don't want to think about you, and I never ever want to hear a breath from you ever again. All you did was waste a year of my life, you took advantage of me when I was fresh out of a 3 year abusive relationship, and all to improve your own ego. To soothe your own soul. I hope I made you feel better about yourself.
Thanks for dumping me in the trash when a better healing agent came along. If you hadn't, I never would have met the person I'm with now, who is worth a million times what you are.