I’d like to just ask you one question – why did you turn what we shared into something it’s not? I’ve come to understand that not talking is helpful to you in moving on, but acting as though I don’t exist or we never existed just seems like so much of a lie. It’s unconscionable, unhealthy, and most of all hurtful. I believe I hurt you, but it was not intentionally. (I’m sorry) But this is putting an ugly stain on what used to be unadulterated, pure, and wholesome. Your inability and commitment to not speaking to me hurts more than the thought of you moving on.