Feeling like you’ve been brushed under the carpet is the worst feeling, especially when you suspect it’s because they’ve got someone new. But when they’re in love with the second girl since you broke up? Well it’s brutal.
In my case it comes in waves. Mainly when something reminds me of one of our old memories and I realise he probably never randomly remembers. They’re my memories now not ours.
I know that that’s over. It’s reeeeeally over. And it’s probably for the best, but it’s normal to often think that he’s a stupid prick for ruining everything for no reason and that we were perfect and could still be perfect, right?