tasting medicine

going into February 14, I can say gladly, I'm single and rid of you. It took me a while to be able to say that,but I didn't always think being without you was the greatest. The day you broke up with me, I cried more than I should have. It was a one sided relationship, I was your arm candy. I hated you after that, and sometimes I still do. I met your new girlfriend and she is crazy. She seems good for you, like you're the same species. The day you broke my heart, you did it through a grin. Who does that? You did it, surrounded by my best friends, who didn't stand up for me, or comfort me, they took videos and pictures. I stormed off like a tornado and hoped I'd never see you again, even though I saw you every day at school. I moved lunch tables and tried to avoid you, ignoring all the sacrifices I'd made those six months. Money, time, effort, love, I gave you and you dumped me like leftovers. If I could go back, I would. I would dump you in front of all of your friends, through a smile and take a picture of you crying as you walked away. You told me you loved me, must have been a joke. Like our whole relationship. So to you, from me, I hope you are happy with her, I really do. Because when she dumps you, you'll remember me. Savor the taste of that medicine.