Hurt, Forgiveness and Happiness

I've spent my time without you learning to find myself. I've become a stronger, independant, beautiful person. But I suppose she's always been inside me. For so long, I just hid her behind your strong hands, the perfect kisses of an imperfect relationship...I needed the pain you gave me to find myself. Now that you're taking 30 steps backward, I can honestly say I forgive you...but you'll never receive my sympathy. You wanted to be trapped in your dream world and threw me under the bus in every possible way. You called me a liar, spread false rumors, broken my heart and my spirit, tore me down, even hit me. I forgive you for all that and I refuse to dwell on that. But for the past year, while you've been happy, showing off what turned out to be a perfect facade, I've been burning inside. It burned to know how happy you are when I was still broken. I spent nights crying because it just felt unfair and I didn't know why. Now, I'm happy. Happier than you ever made me or could make me. Now, you're falling apart. Your life isnt so secure and wonderful anymore. Now, it's your turn to hurt...and this time, I'm not kissing your wounds better.