I saw you with your new girlfriend yesterday.
You looked so happy.
A part of me was hurt but a part of me didn’t care.
I can’t believe you have the balls to do what you do.
I ask myself why do you get to be jolly and happy.
You left me feeling miserable for six months. As soon as I start getting back on my feet again and living for myself, there you are, with her.
Bottom line is: I don’t forgive you. You don’t deserve my forgiveness.
You’re a gutless dick with no sense of accomplishments whatsoever.
I should forgive you, because that’s how I was raised, but you traumatized me.
I hope she breaks your heart, so you finally see how it feels.
I’m walking away with my dignity and pride on this one.