We don't talk anymore
Yes, we split. You said that we weren't meant for each other, that we were incompatible. I tried to fight back for my love, with the hopes of making it work, but you wouldn't listen to me. You'd already made up your mind to go away from me. So you went away. I tried to keep in touch with you, but you didn't want to have anything to do with me. I tried asking you your reasons for leaving, but you always shied away from this question. May I ask why? After being with me for so long, whispering all the promises of "happily ever after", what changed? Why don't you speak to me anymore?
Initially I blamed myself for everything. I thought maybe I wasn't contributing enough to this relationship. With time I realized that I was wrong. It was always one-sided. You always pretended to be there for me, trying to make me feel good, at the expense of this future heartbreak. You shouldn't have done that dear, you had no right to do so.
You played with my heart and threw it away when you wanted to, that's cruel, my dark queen.
It's good that we don't talk anymore. After the realization, even I don't know how I'm going to react if we get in touch with each other. I mean no malicious intent, what worries me is that you may not be able to digest all the harsh truths that'll come pouring out of my heart, but then my heart tells me, that you never cared before, why would you now?