You know the feeling you get in your stomach when you see the guy you're madly in love with, with someone else?? And you see her and you wonder to yourself "Why Her?" Why wasn't it me? Why is he engaged to her so suddenly when just months ago you were told he wasn't ready for a commitment?? *sigh* I could go on & on about the whys and whoas and poor me but the fact still remains that its NOT me. He doesn't want me. He doesn't want to be with me. He doesn't love me.
It's not like this is surprising. The signs were all there. I knew it, I just didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to face the fact that I was indeed replaceable and had been discarded long ago. I didn't want to face the fact that I will never be more than what I am today to him.
Lessons has been learned though. I will NEVER let a guy try to change me.
He wanted me to change my hair. Wanted me to change how I act. I can't be anyone other than me. That's the final verdict. I'm done talking about this... I'm over it all.