New girl.

So, it happened. I saw a photo of you and her. 

I must admit, I thought it would hurt more. I thought a small piece of my heart would break again. That I would ache a little. 

But it didn't and the ache never came and I am surprised.

F**k, even delighted.

I realised that, Im not missing out. At one stage I was your new girl, we grew together, we shaped each-other. We fell in and out of love and we fought hard.

I looked at the photo and laughed. I thought of the laughs we had. I wasn't bitter. 

In that short moment, I remembered what it was like to love you. 

I smiled, because she gets to make these memories with you now.

And me?

One day, i'll be someones new girl. 

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[John the Baptist]

Ah, that everyone might evolve to so handle things that didn't work out. Give thanks for your growth.