You didn't even realize what had just happened. You were in shock, because this must be some sick joke, he must have (no he did) take one of his silly pranks too far. Then you muster the courage to look in his eyes. This isn't a joke. You wonder what you did wrong, why can't you hold back the dumb tears. You leave before he gets the chance to say those five cliché words: it's not you it's me.

I hope you are happy knowing that while you date her I'm over here trying to piece myself back together.

You seem perfectly capable forgetting all the hearts you have clawed your way into just to tear it to pieces from the inside.

I hope she does the same to you. I hope you fall head over heals in love with her just so she can tear out your heart and cut off your head. I hope you finally feel the pain you have caused on so many others.

I hope you know I am happy imagining you trying to piece yourself back together while she goes on and dates someone new.