I do not even regret wanting to get over you. It is not cowardly to run away from things that I am certain I am bound to lose anyway. Your lucid trepidation is just the answer I need to know. Never again will I want to hear any of your expressions. Never again will I desire to touch you, to be with you.
You’ve decided that there was nothing between us to begin with. And I shall acquiesce to that.
All we had are words… and words do not hold water.
I’m not sorry there is nothing for us to save.