It happened. It finally happened. He’s got another girl. No, he doesn’t “have another girl on the side,” he actually has a girl. He never chose me. He actually has a girl. The whole time I kept thinking he might want to be with me. It wasn’t that he didn’t want committment. It wasn’t that he wasn’t ready. It wasn’t that he was immature. It was that he didn’t want me.
Well, I’ll find someone. Eventually, who will want me too. You wait and see. And he will be better than you. Yessir. Way better.
Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. It’s my own fault. Lets not let it happen again.