I cheated on you. Our long distance was too much for me to handle, but you forgave me. Over and over again, you kept telling me we’ll pull through, till I couldn’t take it anymore. I met someone who lived in the same country as me, thought he was the one, well maybe the “other” one. I broke up with you.
I don’t hate it that you got over it so quickly, I hate the fact that you started going out with the one person you said you’d never be with. I don’t know if you did it on purpose, but it hurt me. I guess that’s what you must’ve felt every time I told you I’m going out with someone else.
Now I’m sitting alone, in a cold bed, and you’re with her… Happy.. In love.. How can you be so in love in such a short period of time? You’re already making new dreams with… Her…
I’m truly sorry, I never knew heartache can feel so bad. I hope you forgive me. In time I’ll be able to tell you “I wish you and her all the best”, but not right now.