Hysterics: You tell all of your best friends to come over and tell you how much of an ass he was anyways. They bring you that Ben & Jerry’s ice cream you have been eyeing for a while, and you start crying again because HE LOVED ICE CREAM.
You’re not wrong for thinking of him. Not wrong for allowing the thought of him to cross your mind. You’re not wrong for laughing, for smiling, for letting a hint of happiness skip across your heart when you picture his face.
Bruce: The guy who had a love affair with protein powder.
I’ve been in only three relationships in my life. And guess what? I have way more fun when I’m not in one.
You still think your life would have more meaning if they were in it. And you still are certain that no one could ever mean more to you, than what they meant to you.
There are 52 Sundays a year and each one that passes is another Sunday that I’m working towards getting over you.
Sure, exes can be friends. But not when your ex is a master manipulator who fiends for control over his lovers.
I know that it will seem like they have changed, like they have laid to rest everything your heart opposed. After all, they were your best friend. They loved life into you, art into you. They knotted memories to your collarbones, kissed light into your sadness. They were everything to you. They were your future, your safety.
As a libra, your ex most definitely carries a grudge for you. They will never look at you in the same way, and will trash talk you to anyone who wants to hear it.