“Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place.” - Lance Armstrong

You know… there will be a day when you don’t cross my mind- whether it is two weeks from now or two months now. Eventually all this guilt, pain, and shame that I feel will be gone. I’ll be able to move on with my life and leave you where you belong. In the past. You lied to me, you played me, and you hurt me. All for what? Because you were lonely and wanted my company? How a human being is capable of doing that to another human being is something I will never understand. I realize that feeling this way is not helping me in any way. It’ll take time, but I’ll forget you. You’re like a fresh cut on my hand. I’ll put a band-aid over it and over time, that cut will heal. There may be a scar, but that’s all it’ll ever be. A scar.