Hit me

Two years ago today was the worst day of my life, and a day I may never truly get over. You walked out on me without any warning or real explanation. I still have no true understanding as to why you felt this was neccesary or was your only viable option. Not once in the following 730 days have you shown any possible interest into reconciliation or attempting to fix whatever it was that went wrong. I’m never going to understand exactly how you came to the conclusion that this was what you had to do. I hope one day this helps you somehow and you never make anyone else feel the way I’ve felt since the day you packed all your stuff and left.