As I pick up the pieces, I only realize that you are all that I care about.

To be honest, as much as I can't bear to let it go I know deep down that I have too.

Pardon me for being so mean to you in the end, I don't want you to feel sorry or like you owed me anything in the end. I would rather you blame me and be angry with me for being a jerk. It doesn't matter what others think I did or if they think of me as an asshole. I couldn't care less. All I want is for you to be happy.

I guess this is the best way for you to be able to move on without regrets. Only memories of the bastard of a guy you once had been with.