How could you have done what you did?
Eight years together and I gave you my all. You told me from the start you wanted to move home to NZ. I signed up for that, put my heart and soul into it. And then one morning you tell me it's over and flee.
I am left in dust and ashes, aged 41. With nothing. Having to sleep on friends' floors while you carry on with what was our life.
And you're so heartless - nearly two months later nothing off you. Once I challenged you, you blamed me for everything and pulled down the shutters.
I know what I did wrong and where I let you down, but you, no, not an ounce of culpability for the choices that made our life together harder than it needed to be.
You head off into the sunset and leave me to die by the side of the road, after I supported you through thick and thin. HOW could you do this without talking to me first? HOW?