I'm so close to letting go of this. Not caring that you left me for someone else. Cause honestly, fuck you, that was a dirty move. I'm okay with that. I'm okay because I know I can trust my gut. Every little thing I had worried about happened. You cheated with two of my ex's. Stayed as my primary longer than you wanted because we lived together. And you lied about how you wouldn't abandon me. All these things have helped me shift your place in my heart. I still love you, I still care for you, but you showed me where I stand in your heart, so I moved you in mine. I know I played my own part in this, expecting a life with you, being unstable, letting the paranoia over take me and help make my fears real. I'm going to be okay because you were right, I do deserve better. I deserve to have someone who wants to be there for me. I deserve to have someone who remembers to pick up condoms and pregnancy tests, not someone who never pays for those things. I deserve to have someone that sees me as the blessing I am, because I'm fucking loyal, and caring, and so sweet. I deserve to be happy. I'm getting there on my own.