I see your face and my spine curls, my skin crawls, and I become nauseated. Every reminiscence that's coupled with the sight of you, I become disgusted. Disgusted with what used to be your touch, your smell, the way you felt. Everything. You live your life in the saddest way I've ever seen. You're the reason I don't believe anymore.
I will find someone who actually deserves me. Deserves my attention and my time, because you certainly never did.
I don't believe in second chances.