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You could have I'm sorry to say, that you shouldn't have said the things you did. You could have saved me, been with me. But instead you told me to loose your number, that you never wanted to see, or hear from me again. What? Then I cried. My heart broke. I can survive. I heard you moved on, that's good for you. Yet, the thoughts, of what should have been, what you could have done. Please, try not to look at me, when I walk by while I'm shopping for grocery. You lost it all. When you told me those things. I pretend when I call to talk to my flower, my support, and my rock, that you don't exist. I just want to live, yeah, live in peace. I don't want to think, I want the past to be erased, nothing to gain, nothing to loose, no emotions. Oh, you think you're clever by saying that I was a vixen, well you truly never, ever knew me. Did you? You could have saved me, you could have love me. But you told me those things, and I walked away heartbroken. I'm healed now, I moved on. I heard you moved on too. That's good for you. Because I'm over you. By me today's date. Please don't take this without my permission. This has an hard copy with the original date.