You lied.
Don’t try to hide it.
You sid
“I’m not obsessive,”
“That’s not my goal,”
“I stopped,”
“I just wanna talk, not to get you back, but just to explain,”
“I’ve moved on and no longer care.”

Then why are you still texting me,
asking me how to move on.
Telling me I gave up so easily
on something that had a “future.”

Want the truth?
I’ve never moved on so quickly as I did with you.

I had a bad feeling the entire time leading up to your “mistake”
and once I realized what happened,
I was sobbing,
grabbing my stomach where you touched me,
completely and utterly confused as to why I feel this way,
“It was nothing, right?”
“I’m being dramatic, right?”
I’d ask myself repeatedly.

That’s when I realized.
and my feelings for you disappeared with my sorrow and uncertainty.
They were replaced with anger.
I hate to say I’m angry,
it only makes me more angry.
But I did what needed to be done,
and so I’m done with you.