I want you to breathe, I want you to understand. I know that you were here before, but now here I am after you and now I only wish that you can breathe and forget and that you can breathe and move on, even if it hurts, and I pray that you will understand that I am with her now and you’re not.
The idea is that I took my chance in a moment of desperation, in a split second within that void you see between the stars up above. I took my chance without any room for both regret and respite. I took a chance, a leap of faith, into her heart, even if I know that the whole world would hate me for it, and I believe that those who do not understand this choice, never did truly fall in love with anything or anyone in their entire life.
I know that you’re in a position of inferiority right now, but remember that you were the one who let go. And like broken pieces of a child’s puzzle, you left her there, unsolved and unfinished. Not that she needed me to be solved or to be whole in the first place; she could already do that by herself ten times over. And I guess the greatest problem lies in the fact that we both aimed for someone greater than us, for someone who didn’t need us, for someone who wouldn’t shout our names once we leave. We both love someone who could move on without us. And at some moment in time you were the man who was with her and I’m not going to lie, I could see that you are a good man, hell, I could see that at some point, you were the best man for her and that’s worth all my respect, but also, don’t forget, at some point, you were the worst thing that came into her life.
So breathe, as the poison of jealousy and anger fills up the air, breathe it in and let it enter your veins and your lungs because that is certainly the only thing you could feel right now. And one day once the fog clears and when your body and mind starts to feel tired, you will find clarity. You will find yourself in another’s arms, and you will feel solace in her just like you did to the one before. You will whisper to her sweet nothings that will soon become realities that you and she will soon forge. I can tell you this, because I know that you can truly move on, I can tell you this because I too, have experienced this.
So right now you could choose to either poison yourself and lead yourself to that path of hatred or you could choose to do what she had done after you came into her life: fix yourself and find strength within the people who tell you the truth. Then eventually with healing, you will purge the toxins that kill you from the inside and from there on you will find someone who will perceive you as their world. That person will then kiss you lightly in the cheeks and tell you those three overused words without even uttering a single word. Then you will find yourself in my position right now and question yourself if you have truly lived with the person you loved, or maybe you simply lived by yourself and your own selfishness.
from the man who's with her now.