I saw someone while at the vending machines today. They looked eerily similar to my last bf, John. (I'm struggling to get over John). I nearly thought they were them and thought they had come to my school to visit me, but when they turned around I realized it wasn't them and my heart just dropped. I miss them sm even though they led me on and cheated on me when we were together. I remember telling his secret gf that he was cheating on her during their relationship (this is right after we finally cut things off and agreed not to casually hu anymore). Only for her to tell him that I told her and both of them getting mad at me since I "attempted to ruin their relationship". Ngl any normal, decent person would tell another person if they were cheated on, but maybe that's just me. Apparently, they have this whole fetish where they mutually cheat on each other and he has a cuck fetish where he likes to watch others fuck her. I try to tell myself that I should be happy that I'm no longer in contact with a cheating, cuck loser. But at the end of the day my heart still longs for their comfort. They were so kind once upon a time...only to become so cruel.