I would say nothing

I often imagine and play out in my head what I would say to you if we ever meet again. I wonder if I would yell and scream at you until I ran out of breath, or would I sob uncontrollably, unable to even get words out of my mouth. But in reality – I think I would say nothing.

To accurately describe the amount of pain you have put me through is unimaginable. The hurt you've caused me by this blindside of a breakup was cruel. Now whether you realized how cruel you were actually being, that is something I will never know. Despite all this anger I have for you and despite you hurting me, I would still never hurt you.

Maybe that is the difference between us and our love. My love was unconditional. My love had good intentions. My love would've tried to fix anything between us. Your love was none of those things. Your love was a lie and a very convincing one too.

With having so many things left unsaid between us, I do not have plans to reach out to you – now or ever. My lack of words is my way of letting go. It's my way of accepting that some things are better left in the past. The silence isn't for you—it's for me, to heal and find peace within myself. I deserve that peace. So at the end of the day I think if we ever meet again, I would say nothing.