Saw my ex in a restaurant I was in today. She looked really happy with her new beau. Overheard them making plans for both their wedding and their new apartment.
It's been a few years now, and I really am over everything she put me through, but still...
I always thought I had it in me to be the bigger man and be happy for her and all that good stuff. I could have gone over and said hi at least. I should have. But I couldn't. It's not in me.
Fuck both of them haha