Closure?

I've thought about posting something here a million times. I miss you, but I realized the other day that you haven't seen me in three years or more. I'm crushed. I thought we were friends, but it feels like when I became physically unavailable to you because I needed to sort shit out, poof, you lost interest. That's unfair and not quite true. But once I got serious with the new husband -- who is cool with open marriages, by the way -- you were no longer okay with being my side piece or friend. I needed more. I'm sorry about that, but I couldn't just be with you if you weren't going to be with me. I hope you're happy. I really do. I used to hold out hope that you'd call or text or be all, "Hey, you know how you said you were open for lunch but you weren't going to chase me down any more?" But nope. Good luck. It was fun. It was intense. It was amazing. I saw a future.