#2 wasn't really in doubt. I don't anticipate him seeking reconciliation, as that'd require him admitting fault.
But today I was informed that #1 will not happen either. No reconciliation to be had in the future.
Which means I'll be eating the rest of these Raspberry-flavored Milanos tonight, since I don't feel like going to buy a gallon of ice cream:
I hate knowing that we'll no longer be in each other's lives, but having finality is a good thing as it allows for leaving it to God and moving on.
"What the future holds, I don't knowHere's to new beginnings on a new road.
Gotta stand up, dust myself off,
Just for now, it's the end of the road."