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.