Why did you come back?

You have no business. None whatsoever to come into my life at anytime you want and tell me you want me back. You have no business being sweet with me when I have everything behind me and have moved on. You have no business asking me if I am happy when I am probably going through the most hellish phase of my life and trying to forget it. You have no business waiting for me for close to two hours and then asking me to meet you so we can "talk". I wanted to talk for close to two years. Where were you then? You have no business sauntering in at your will, totally disregarding my feelings and the broken heart I'm trying to mend. You have no business to see or make me cry. You have no business to ask me if I want to give it a shot again, which can never happen as long as I am alive. You have no business shedding tears when I refuse. I cried, in front of you, and then hiding my tears behind my composure, for two years every night. And you didn't give a damn. You have no business now to walk into my life and turn in topsy-turvy again. Put my mind in a turmoil. But what you can do is make me realise how selfish most men are. You just did that. Amen.