If I could break up with you, I would. But since I can’t, I’m content with giving you an icy cold shoulder than burns much more than it should.

I don’t dwell in the past, (when I do, it’s a different scenario), but I’m not afraid to drop people like flies.

I’ve had time to get over it, so it doesn’t hurt or sting in the slightest. Just be ready when I shoot you down.