Today at work, I happened to run into this guy I used to date at the beginning of the year...
He works at Club 33... As a bartender. He broke my heart into a million pieces... I'm still having problems thinking about it. I want to cry, and I haven't gotten over him...
Anyway, so I saw him... he looked at me like I was worse than the dirt beneath his feet... All this while I was training new hires. I cried for like 30 min... I still wanna cry.
Why did he do this to me? Why must I live with this?