Sometimes when you’ve had your heart broken and then you try to move on, you can bypass the grief, the pain, and the emptiness. Sometimes, when you quickly replace it with something else, you barely feel the sting of past hurts. But then after a while, it comes back to haunt you, and it’s more painful. You thought you had moved on and was happy, but the truth was you were just masking all that sorrow with something else. The wounds would never completely heal and you know you will never be completely and perfectly happy ever again. I need to say that I feel betrayed. That no matter how much I say “I’m fine”, I’m really not. And sometimes I just wonder how he could ever bring himself to do this to me.
I loved you Xabi Alonso. I really did. And you go and sleep with a son of a motherfuckingputa Real Madrid?? How could you?? How am I to go on without you? Everyone thinks this is all for the better because you’re not happy. But what about MY happiness?? What about what I want? And what I need? I need you. I want you.
But I guess that’s just how it goes, no? You leave when there’s something better. Leave then. Thanks for the memories. I want to say that we’ll be friends but we won’t. So let’s not bother being nice to each other. There’s no reason for that.
Goodbye.
Thought I couldn’t live without you
It’s gonna hurt when it heals too
It’ll all get better in time
Even though I really love you
I’m gonna smile cause I deserve to
It’ll all get better in time
