You

I walked out my door, for once not caring that you live next to me. I turned to the left, your house there, mocking me. I walked past it, shoulders back, head held high. And for a moment I had hoped that you would be outside. I had hoped you would run to me for forgiveness once you saw how strong I became after you broke me.

But you weren't. You were in your hut, with her. The girl you swore to me that you wanted nothing to do with. You lied.

I learned a lot that day. People lie, people cheat, but people are human, and we know no better. I hope someday you think of me, have a dream of me, and wake up wanting to cry. But then,don't come running back to me, I'll be long gone