Stop biting me on the butt

So like the Boy at home is just making things hard. I took off the ring that matches yours. You gave me the word and I was done too. I was prepared. But Why do you keep talking to me. I'm not gonna push, I could give a ship. 
And don't come at me throwing stones saying I did you wrong,  but you did me wrong constantly. For someone who claims to know me. You slipped as far as I did. I was open with my mistakes. I never claimed perfection.  I'm sorry if you think I did.
Your words don't add up. Your actions don't line up. I gave you what you gave me. I refuse to be frustrated with you, or let you get under my skin.
I gotta change, and I am.  I'm young I screw up, so don't ask me to grow up.
Stop biting me in the butt.  I asked you to talk it out, now you wanna talk . You had your chance it's over.
My chance is over I suppose. But I'll see what fate has in store.
Take bite out of your own ass

Love buddy

Listen I know I'm going through this phase of healing but I got boy after boy on my plate. Well let me Tell you. I feel like boy that I'm healing from is Exactly that. I've finally taken off the ring. But boy number 2 you see him. He was trouble. We have reached our climax. I think. I made my bed. He's made his. But Why am I trying still. Hmm I don't know. But all I know is I want to be "buddies" with him. I don't want anything else. I'm done with the thought of feelings. And I know he can offer me nothing but a touch.
But Why am I still thinking about the future/present. Why do I feel like telling him everything and discussing things but we can't even talk hmm?
"real talk, is in need of some need of some real thought."

Healing of a bite

So it seems I wasn't done with business at home and it was dumb trying to find a replacement.  The unfinished business at home is officially finished.
I know I put you through the ringer and I hope you forgive me and one day I hope we can get past this. But until that day, I'll accept the separation.  I'll accept the not talking. I'll accept anything you give me at this point because I messed up. I did this. I didn't see the mistakes. I didn't see the signs.  I didn't want to see anything, I guess. I don't know.  I flucked up. I'm sorry.
So this is an end of an Era. The series of books has come to an end. You've gave up. I just won't try with you. I hit walls. So it's become clear after our talk it's over. The door is Closed. Basically nailed shut. Bricked closed.
So I'm not over it. I'm just healing and moving on.
It took some time to realize you werent my NUMBER 1 or an Important but simply my friend. A constant Id grown used to.
I'll miss you.