Honestly.

Honestly, I think about him a lot.

Even though I clearly had a codependency problem

And he was borderline emotionally abusive to me

I think about him very, very often.

And honestly, I miss him.

I blame myself for most of the problems we had.

I often think about how things could’ve worked out if I just wasn’t an idiot.

But even if they could have, I know I have to move on.

The bridge is burned.

Even though, honestly, I regret starting the flame.