Sham

Well, I am very much totally feeling like I was just a placeholder. The interim person, that is there to gap a moment. With that, it makes total sense on how things went.

That is the reason why being with someone, and the end of being with someone sucks. There is always the aftermath of everything. Seeing someone you've been with along with someone else. Worse yet, knowing that they were probably thinking about that person when they were with you.

It feels like being cheated one, but without the physicallity of it. Imagining in retrograde what was going on while we hanged out together, or when we were far away.

It sucks not to hear why, when, where. It sucks to not know all along.

It sucks that one chose to shut the door, and alienate, instead of expressing themselves.

I didn't like being on the other side of that door, that was being shut at me. Now the door is locked. In many ways it got locked, and the key is still to be found.

It's a pivotal point when you see someone you've been with, persuing someone else. All the theories of what would happen, become reality, and one's ability to just handle everything beautiful goes awry once what they really feel comes to surface.

Everything has a reason.
I'm not mad for what has happened, just disappointed about things. I wish the end had a different flow, that didn't leave a hanging question in my mind.