You should go back, 

Look at all the words that were exchanged. 

They’re still there. 

Read the words you sent, 

But not with the eyes of hate, 

Feelings of what you felt obligated to say.

Leave the lies and a misguided choice behind. 

Read my words again, 

And see me for who I was. 

See yourself as you presented yourself. 

Remember your uninitiated missives, 

The grief I had experienced. 

Remember I loved you. 

Remember how you were not honest.