Better

your pride swore i'd never find anything better and the day i let go after your grasp loosened would be one i'd always regret. turns out i was right, i know myself much better than you ever pretended to know me. that day, sitting on your bed while you preached to the choir, hours and hours about how blessed i was to be graced by your egotistic, narcissistic, self-centered self meant nothing to me. i was only caught in a moment and realize now you just like to wear girls like jewelry. once they barely tarnish, you're through - you dump them at the scene and leave them to pick up the pieces. you aren't worth the trouble to me. the only thing i do regret is you. the pieces can stay there, i'm not looking back. i proved you wrong, little boy. i did find something better. someone better. new hands gave me new pieces and a promise to hold them together, carefully, not like your slimy, guilty fingers never could. i don't miss you. i don't regret a single thing i said that day. when everything fell apart and i was sure you'd leave a pit in my heart that wouldn't easily fix, i found you're the simplest thing to forget. you're the easiest fake addiction to rid myself of. its a breeze getting over you, because i was never on you to begin with. i told you so.