(A draft I saved on April 13, 2016; 8:06 a.m. Just an update. I am alive.)
You lied to me.
We're not a picture perfect couple like those on the outside may think. We have our arguments and fights, our silences and neglect. But when you accused me of "flirting" with a friend, that's when you crossed the line. Especially when you brought up respect. You had no right to go off so badly on me, then tried to cover it up with a facade that only came down the next day.
I forgive, but I never forget. So don't falsely accuse me of doing something I never did until you hear my side of the story, because Karma's an unpleasant force and I know it personally.
