Better then this

As much as I want to be bitter about the situation, I can't be.

It's like something in me won't allow it.

I want to be mad and lash out, but I can't find it in me.

I can't be upset at a person that told me straight up they weren't ready.

It's my fault, for being so accepting.

I don't think it's right though.

Don't think I deserve this.

I love(d) her...

I'm going to hurt a lil, but I'll be fine.

I'm better then this.