But I don't. And I'm not. Every emotion she feels is legit. I suppose I should just sit back and think, "I had it coming to me." I suppose I should, but I don't.
I'm almost numb. But I'm not sad about it. This is her good-bye. Her letting go. This is how she ends it for herself.
She looks through old emails. I look through old conversations*. And just as legit as her emotions are right now...there was love there with both of us. And that just isn't the case anymore.
Don't think I am sitting here trying to ignore anything or block it out. I guess this is my response.
Good luck with your life Kelly. I wish you nothing but the best and I am sorry for the way things became and the way things were delt with. I'll never be that angry ex. You know I can't. I'll never be searching for pity. I'll never ask for forgiveness. My bed, along with my house, remains empty, and I think....
Well, it doesn't matter what I think.
Good bye to you, Kelly. Good bye.