I Don't Regret Leaving You

4 years,
You were mine for 4 years,
And by chance I met another man,
He gave me his number,
I ended up leaving you for him,
You moved on,
And I talked to you,
Because you were my best friend,
What I did,
The cheating, the lies, everything,
You forgave me,
And when you left her,
You instantly wanted me back as if nothing happened,
You followed me around work,
Like a little lost puppy,
You hounded me with calls and texts,
And I wanted to be left alone,
I told you I loved you though,
But within a week, he came back into my life,
He told me that she never wanted him,
That she was jealous,
And that she used him because he was happy with me,
And when I took him back,
You blew up,
You called me, tried to control me, and I told you no,
I told you to get over yourself,
And you called me and my boyfriend "fucked up"
I didn't understand why you were mad,
So I told you that you had no right to judge me,
And you had your ex text me,
Call me a slut,
Threaten me,
Saying she was better than me,
And though you dumped her ass,
You had her do your dirty work,
Because you can't man up and do it yourself,
And two hours passed,
When you sent your final text,
Calling all my friends faggots,
And pissing me off,
So I lied when I said I regret leaving you,
Because it was the best fucking decision of my life,
You were my high school sweetheart,
My first love,
First everything,
But you fucked up,
You abusive, possessive, controlling, asshole,
I lied the last time I said I loved you.
♠ ♠ ♠
Part One - I Regret Leaving You: http://www.mibba.com/Poems/Read/332650/I-Regret-Leaving-You/

This is the final chapter of Jeremy and I. Last night he got pissed because I told him that he couldn't control me anymore. When he was tired of me of trying to get my point across, he had his ex text me via his phone and call me rude names whilst threatening me. I left because I didn't love him anymore; I was tired of being controlled, told what to do, having marks put on me because he wanted to show that I was "his", tired of being thrown around when he was pissed. Four fucking years I was blind to who he really was when my friends told me that I didn't need him. Leaving him was the best damn decision I've ever made in my life.