Maybe there’s two sides to what happened and people who did me wrong would have given an extremely manipulative version of theirs.
Hence the world is feeling for them and the world might think we should speak and be friends again.
But the only memories I have of them is horrific. Even if the world speaks for them, I will listen and acknowledge.
But I do not want them back.
Because no matter what people say or do, the only memories I have of them is alarming and disturbing.
If I go back, those thoughts will keep hitting me like a wave hitting the rock at the shore.
There are so many more things that they did that I haven’t written about.
My mind and heart took a long time to heal and I refuse to go back to them.
I just want to leave them behind and move past and away from it.