out of the picture

i kinda dreaded this day. i've been getting an awful gut feeling about it, but i was told never to assume. kinda sucks when my assumptions are right :[

i've been cut out of the picture. my face is no longer there. i'm no longer a lingering thought or a tiny flame deep inside his heart. now, i'm just a memory. a story in his past. thats what i am. i am his past because he sees his future with someone else.

sigh. doesn't that just suck.

but not enough to keep me down for long. because i know i can do better. not even. i know that i AM better. i'm better than this. i'm better than him. and its his major loss. emphasis on the major.

fuck love. its a waste of my time and emotions. and love isn't as special as everyone makes it out to be. because in the end, your love is no more important than someone else's. It only is if someone believes it is. Once they get bored, they'll look for the same kind of love in someone else.

love is a scam.
don't even bother to tell me otherwise.