read this, and i'm not sure if that's why i'm posting it.
Everything is off my chest now, and this is what I've wanted to say.
I can take being without you. I have lived up to my end of the deal, and I am content with myself. The only lingering issue that haunts me is that I put my trust in you, and you broke it. Not in the way many would assume, but you broke it nonetheless. I should have listened to my instincts, perhaps; though others assured me that you were a decent man, a trustworthy man, something in the back of my head made me feel differently. And here I sit, alone, proven correct.
Your empty reassurances of always being by my side were false. Actions speak louder than words. You can tell me you care about me until you are blue in the face, but your actions bespeak a different emotion.
I suppose this is a classic case of two people not really knowing the other as they thought. In retrospect I think our priorities were always out of sync. You are a very intelligent and motivated person as am I; but our wants and needs were always different. While I craved stability, security and trust, you craved status, admiration and adventure. Neither of us is wrong; just different.
I am sorry things ended up the way they did. I still miss you at times, and am disappointed that in the end you did not feel it necessary to come clean with me.
I still wish you the best.
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