I have so much anger.
How could you do things you didn’t mean, especially when you said it first?
You moved on. You say you didn’t really like me,
but you still did all those things.
I am so angry because it confuses me,
all the memories repeating in my head,
making me actually question how much I deserve.
And then I just understood
that I don’t understand you,
because I would never do the same.
And then the anger slowly becomes less important.