Rant #8510

He's out and about with someone else now. And I should be happy for him but I physically can not. I don't know how to speak of it, I can not simply say I hate it that he's doing great without me. He's the one who hurt me, who ruined us, who destroyed the kind of love that was going so great. He should be the one suffering, the one who's taking the blame and the one still grieving. But no, it's me. It's not fair.