The moment I see the picture, my face crumples. A sea of puppies, kitties, and people in love… and I stumble onto depressing words that echo my heart.
I’m sorry I’m not what you wanted.
When Dean broke up with me, all he could say was that we didn’t mesh anymore. We used to finish each other’s sentences, and suddenly, out of the blue, we didn’t mesh? I couldn’t make sense of it, not even now, years later.
I’d seen him a few times with his new girl, now his wife. Each time, it shattered my heart all over again.