Gimme your proud look and your lying tongue. Come on, speak in wrongs

Break ups suck. Pretty sure there'd be no argument there.
But the worst kind are the ones where you don't REALLY break up.

Hearing the other person is unhappy and unsure of your relationship is one thing. Seeing them sucking face with someone they've just met, when they're supposed to be out with you, is quite another. One major kick in the teeth and a sort-of 'fuck you' to the other person. What could've been an amicable break up becomes some kind of childish game. But I mean, why use words when actions can clearly show what you mean? Why wait until after the relationship has ended to find someone else when you can use someone else to assist your break up strategy? It's all so petty.

So now I find myself angry. Not upset.
I can deal with it being over. I already knew it was pretty much over.
I'm ok with not having him in my life now. I'm still going places.
It's being treated like that that takes some getting used to. The idea of being so cruel to someone you were so close to and, up to that point, had had no real issue with, is something I just can't get my head around. I'm disappointed things got to that point. And cross with myself for not getting out sooner. For holding onto something I knew deep down wasn't right. Story of my life.

But we live and we learn right?
And what goes around comes around baby.