I was so devastated.
You'll never know how it affected me.
Because despite my screaming and crying, you didn't care.
I packed a bag.
You didn't say anything.
You just watched as your little side whore watched too.
I walked down those steps for the last time thinking one thing,
"Forever was your fucking pretty lie."
I was serious about it.
You weren't.
I walked out the front door with you trailing behind.
You looked guilty.
You even looked hurt.
But you don't deserve to look hurt!
I'm the one who has been hurting for a long time.
So out of malicious spite, I threw my engagement ring and yelled seven words that I'm not sure if I even really meant.
"I never want to see you again!"