Let me know when you’re done pretending that in your mind there was no plan that I was blindsided, kept tightly in the dark until it all made sense for your selfish little heart and my hips you no longer needed to climb. I’ll spare my pettiness, I say, but why should I? when I have the right to be an authoritarian about who and what makes me cry. You mouth that I don’t deserve it, while your actions say otherwise. The nerve! I screamed inside as your callousness amplified. Again and again, ’til the end of time, your character’s proven to be as feeble as humankind. I should’ve known…what…