Realization Poem by Ghost Legend

I remember how, when you left one time, you said that you had met someone you were 'running' with. You said that right before you ghosted for 2 years. And then I remember how, when you were talking with me again years later, you seemed to clearly have known a person for a long time, based on evidence that you didn't think I'd pick up on. But I did notice that there was no way this was recent at all, just by the weight differential. And yesterday I realized, those two were the same person. Makes sense. And the questions I was asked by someone else about 'when did you start dating her' make sense now too. You were already dating the person you were running with. That's why you edited the audio out. And I clearly remember there was something so strange about the look you were giving her hand. I had seen that look before...somewhere else. I told you where. I don't know what is up with you, but even if my life is destroyed I don't think we will ever talk again. I genuinely wish you well. It's not like I hate you. I could never hate you. But you clearly have never cared about me. Goodbye.