I used to think of you as somebody who would never, ever hurt me. You continue to hide what you've done and I will haunt you until you breathe your last breath. You may forget a lot of things as you get older. But we both know, you cannot hide forever!
And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe it’s you, on your won, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on.