I'm not your jaded ex, but these days I am mourning. Not for you, but for the girl who you've claimed as your own, after me.
For a long time, I watched my life fall apart. Now I stand watching the pieces fall into place. It is beautiful, but it wasn't easy. I had to make the decision to move on.
Okay, this is a subject I've wanted to write about but have been avoiding for a long, long time. Breakups suck. Having been through the breakup from hell, I figured I'm finally ready to put all those feelings in writing with the hope that somebody who's going through the same thing finds this post and feels just a little better.