I know what you did

You know you did it. This all happened because you did it and didn't say, and not only that.. you took precautions to hinder it's discovery. Yes, it ate me inside, distrust abounded. Had you said it the same day you did it without me having to fight myself to ask days later, we'd be easily past it. The other thing, you also know what you did, I kept my records. I know how the functionality works. Was it spite? Was it selfishness that got over you! 2 days it eroded my spirits. A bad feeling to have. In retrospect, if you had explained the contexts of the words you wrote, my desperation would have been avoided. I knew there were too many coincidences. I care for you but I'm sorry to say suspicion and paranoia may soon begin and yet I am still grateful that the confusing disease which was eating me is gone.