You are supposed to hurt
it is better that you cry
you are here to love again post script.
Break her heart.

Do it,
destroy a small piece of her pride.

It is worth it.

You will both be wiser
strive for greater, love kinder

And just like she hurt you, and I hurt him
and he hurt me, and you will hurt her...

Be cruel, for you hold a sense of satisfaction
but you see the eyes in where you are enchanted
we all heal with time