Karma

I'm selfish. I'm horrible. I hurt you. You stood by me. I used you to an extent. And felt for someone else just as much as I felt for you. But now you turn around. Did something for yourself. Found someone new. That's my karma. I'm so proud of you. I really am. But at the same time I'm breaking and hurting and missing. I kinda thought you'd be mine forever. That's the selfish part. I won't ruin this one I promise.