I don't want to be in love with you anymore. I don't want to compare men to you. I want to be happy with someone else. I don't want to see a picture of you with your friends having fun because that means you're having fun without me. That means you left me so that you could have fun. That means you left me because you didn't want to be with me anymore. Maybe you wanted to be with that other girl.
I don't want to be in love with you anymore. I'm not in love with you. I hate that you left me but I don't love you. I am moving on. I will be with someone who loves me for all that I am. I will be with someone who makes me feel like a better person. I WILL BE SO GOD DAMNED HAPPY.
I'm not in love with you. I'm in love with me. I am so fucking awesome. I went to a curling class today. And a bike ride. And got hit on SO MUCH last night. Because I am awesome and people love me and people want to love me and I'm single. I'm not in love with you. I am happy! I do things that make me happy. I smile and wear bright colors and laugh at idiots and close my eyes when the wind blows in my face and inhale when the I'm riding under the blossoming cherry trees. I'm not in love with you anymore. I don't need to be. I have such a god damned wonderful life.
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