You sat on my bed.
You cried.
You told me you didn't know why you were doing this,
that you still loved me,
that you must be crazy.
You lied.
After 4 1/2 years, you didn't have the courage to tell me you were leaving me for someone else.
You're a self-obsessed, cowardly bastard.
I am glad to be rid of you.
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