An Old Love of Mine

An old love of mine, left me a year and a half ago without an explanation or evidence to prove why hurting me was a better option. What circumstances were you under  for you to use your family as an excuse? I tried to help you, my mother decided to take you with her to enroll back into school, my aunt gave you and your brother a place to stay, but you felt we were against you? Now you come back saying you were wrong, that I left you and you have the faintest recognition of the day that lead to my heartache. Will I keep letting you make the situation about you like I did before? Or will I be me?