I realized this a while ago, but I kept hoping. The text I got from you on Wednesday..and then saw the picture of you with her...made me realize I was right all along. You are not that fucking great and she can have you and all your fucked- upness.
He wasn't the person who hurt me most. But he hurt me, ridiculed me, and sent me away & then wondered why I wouldn't (couldn't) come back. I'm not quite over the pain and frustration. The wounds are still there.
I loved you more then i loved myself. And it took me years to understand what love is. I cant convince anyone to love me. And i couldnt convince you. Thats why moving on was the hardest thing ive possible done. But ill always love you. And not a day goes by i dont think about you. But im happy now. And i found the one who is right for me. We have a family and thats something ive alwayd longed for.