And it was after months of silence that I realised we make better strangers than we ever did anything else. A tough and harsh realization. but a good one to have instead of holding on to something that isn't good or meant for you.
He wasn't the person who hurt me most. But he shut me out, sent me away & then wondered why I wouldn't (couldn't) come back. And I'm over him. But not quite over the pain and frustration. The wounds are still there. but i have moved on :)