It's been a year.

This time last year he left.

A single text message ended it all.

"Im done" was all he said

even though I knew he was done long before I got that message.

It didn't hurt me.

One year and three dates later I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

All those dates I walked out on.

Every single one I disappeared before goodbye could be spoken.

Every single one disrespected me in some form.

Guess I have more confidence than I thought I did...