It only takes so many times and so many months of "I am sorry I do not have time to talk to you" over and over to reach the point where you just let go.
No, I am not that naive that it took this long. I got the message long time ago. I guess the reason I tried for so many times and for all these months was because in the back of my mind I still had hope. Hope of reconnect.
Not happening.
So, time to accept that it was just a spurious temporary connection and recognize that we have been drifting away... no, a better image is that I am anchored in the middle of the lake and you have been drifting away.
Hey, this is my perspective and point of view. You get your own.
Does not matter what the reason or the excuse is. The behavior and its result is what counts at the end.

Wait, maybe I am not anchored. And maybe this is not a lake. An abandoned vessel in the middle of a now desert would be a better image.
Damn ... that's sad and depressing!