Things change

I could be the bigger person, the one who's okay with it all. But no, I'm not. I'm not okay. I want what's best for you and if she's the best for you, then what was I? The one you said was your world. The one you'd take a bullet for. What was I? I can't stand this bullshit, everything is fucking LIE. And the one I thought wasn't, apparently was too. Don't tell me to be calm and content, I'm not. I wont go, "As long as your happy" anymore. You don't know the meaning of happiness. You're a sad sad human being. You're a liar, you're a fraud. And I hope you rot in Hell.