How could I have loved or ached for you for so long, when I’m feeling so very little of either now. 

Sometimes I think on the six year trek through green fields and over challenging mountains, and just when the finish line is within sight, right in front of us, you lost your nerve. We were that close. But I think I’m glad you did. 

Any reason.  Any excuse.  Every little thing was a magnified reason to stay where you are.  And the kicker?  What really made me finally understand what your real intentions were?  That you knew you had hurt my feelings and were completely unwilling to say a single word to do anything about it.  What a kick in the gut.  If this is who you really are, then it’s blatant why you end up with the kind of guys who will put up with this kind of selfish and insensitive behavior.  I wished better for you, but now I think that’s what you really deserve. 

You ruined it… deliberately.