This is me letting you go. I got rid of everything. My heart no longer hurts as much as it did before. Whats left is the guilt inside me for letting things turn out this way. But I must forgive myself. I must move forward because life doesn't and shouldn't stop here.
Note to self: I hope the next time he reaches out to you. You won't feel the need to respond anymore, because you've finally move on. No more relapse. No more what ifs. No more chances. No more comeback.