utilizing your method of rationalization, i positioned myself to be the person in the wrong. i used that last sentence out of your mouth as a mantra to explain the karmatic hurt that has made it rounds back to me. for all the lies, and for the disguise i rest my words at your feet for you to kick away. four drafted letters never sent, summed into the lines of exchanges that would end the conscious weaving of our lives. my confession returned, ribbon untied. i threw it in the garbage without opening again. its contents in no man's hands, i leave you to your life. i cannot afford to hurt anyone anymore, nor can i afford it to come back to me.

i concede.