Life Is Unfair. Kill Yourself or Get over It.

I'm done with you. Finally. Done with the fantasies of a life that will never be ours. I probably won't ever see you again. That part still makes me sad, but I am more accepting. Ready to do it all over again. Better this time. With someone better. That's the key to moving on. Knowing that I can be with someone better. I fantasize now about who I want to be with instead of our life together that you didn't want. It's embarrassing. To think of myself all caught up in you. Silly girl with my mouth zippered shut in your bed. At your feet. Kissing your ass. Missing what was never mine. I needed it at
the time. Thank God I'm someone else now. I won't forget you. I'll always feel inspired by my time with you. I don't hate you. It's unfair. Life is unfair and I think that's how it's supposed to be.