If I asked, he would say the two don’t equate. But I know when people use their words to cut. I know when they intend to hurt. I may have been a mess, but I know now that he doesn’t respect me enough to be sensitive to anything I was going through. He doesn’t care. I hope we don’t speak for a very long time. Maybe we will see each other he has walked a life time in my shoes. Maybe then we can speak on terms where he’ll be open to listen and understand and not play victim.
I don’t need to hear or see anything else to know that what goes around will come around.
He will learn that on his own.










