And so to the end..

I think I finally realised today that it has come to an end. I was holding on, waiting, in the hope that he would realise that he had made a wrong judgement. I guess he hasn't.

He's got a girl, though I am a bit skecptical if he is happy with her or not. Guess none of that matters.
I am still in pain after all this time. I am still confused. If he had married me, I would have relocated anywhere in the world with him, but he never tested my loyalty at all.  I wake up hoping each day is different, that I don't have to cry the tears that come. My brave "front" only lasts for so long. How come I keep getting it so very wrong? How come I don't understand?