Pen To Paper; a poetic complaint

A poem I wrote a while ago. There had been a very bad break up that had left me with some issues, and I used someone unintentionally to get back the control I'd had taken away from me. As it usually goes, I didn't realise what I'd had until I didn't have it anymore. Found this on my old laptop and thought I'd put it up. I don't miss them any more, but the knowledge that they hate me still stings. I guess this is an acknowledgement that I was wrong.