You Get Nothing

Why do you care so much about my opinion?
I left for a reason. I moved on instead of giving in.

Why does it matter what I'm doing with my time?

Oh, you mean you wanted to bitch. Right, I forgot for a moment. That doesn't make much sense.

You're words say one thing, yet your actions spin on a dime.

Ok, you wanna talk. Fine. Let's talk.

You cheated, you flirted, lied, and I got sick if it. 

You kept messages - I raised my standards.

You wanted his - I always had better manners.

We're not the same. Don't Interupt Me!

You had it all, but you were nothing.

I was IT ALL, and all you do best is trip and fall.

The answer to your question is, No. You get nothing.

You don't get me. No more manipulating.

You get my final words - My ending to our beginning. I get to smile and keep Moving.

You aren't welcome back. You are what you lack. After this, that's that.

The answer is No. I know exactly what you were expecting, but you get nothing.