A pang of nostalgia

I have decided to use another approach.
I'll show him that he's wrong.
I won't confront him.
I will not have hurtful words and actions thrown at me.
Maybe.... I was a bitch towards him. Or maybe I still am.
Past tense, present tense, it really didn't matter.
All I know is, he's not how he used to be, there's an invisible thick wall between us now.
A sudden pang of nostalgia, where is the us before?
Where is it? Dissappeared?
I just didn't realize, just what have I done wrongly?
Why won't he tell me?
I can't ask him, it would be too hurtful for him.
I deserve to be punished by his coldness.
I'll take the long and painful way.