My Dad Was Giving Me Advice on Boys...

And then,

It suddenly clicked.

That boy had sought after me so long,

 there was no way he was letting go so easily. 

Purposely going out of his way to befriend my friends,

 and even go so far as to date them, 

was his way of ensuring he still kept me hanging on. 

And now I'm laughing, 

because there is no way in hell I will ever let him in again. 

Neither friend nor lover, that ship has sailed.

He is welcome to act in desperation on the shore

 but turning around would only make me repeat my mistakes.

And that is something I just don't do.

I hope he is happy.

He made the decision to treat me like shit on the bottom of his shoe and step on me all the time.

He made the decision not to try to resolve our problems but rather ignore them and me.

He made the decision to walk away and not fight for neither relationship nor friendship.

He made the decision never to pick up the phone and try to communicate with me.

He made the decision to turn my good friends against me with lies.

He made all of the decisions when it came to us.

The fault belongs to him; it is not mine,

And I hope the guilt eats him alive.

~E J Royson

PS-- Do you like how I made it look kinda like a ship sailing away from the screen? Hehe