Spenser.

I waffle between feelings of being pathetic, betrayed  or guilty. I know I did not handle life well before you left. And that I hurt you by asking you not to stay over every night. Yes we were having problems. But I still think I deserved a goodbye. I can’t believe you just disapeared on me.

I still love you. But now I don’t think I knew you at all. I just feel so stupid for believing you for a second. I know things moved too fast. And we said things we shouldn’t have. But I never believed you had such malice toward me. Or that you cared so little. You didn’t even leave my keys.