If you can’t admit that you were wrong like I did, we will never be friends. No matter what we will never be lovers again but we were so much more than just lovers. We were best friends. And you point the finger at me like this is all my fault. This is me losing my best friend as well. The biggest problem of all is that your son misses you. He acts, up he wasn’t born yesterday. He knows there are things going on that is far different than before. We move two hours away from you and you may hate me but what choice did I really have? To stay where our life was. To sleep in our bed alone everynight? No. I am moving on like you said you wanted to. And I took my son with me. He needs me more than he needs you. Good bye. And fuck you.