This is why I don't do things

I finally ventured out to take part in an event our town hosts annually. It's over multiple days, all day, what were the chances in a town of 30,000, you'd be there too. At the same time as me. It's been 6 months. 6 months of avoiding you and your whole family. Shoulda known it wasn't going to be my day when I ran into your mom and sister in law on the way in. The gall she had to wave and wave and wave until I noticed her. The nerve of her to smile and talk to me like she doesn't know the damage you did. If she hadn't have waved so vehemently, I wouldn't have noticed her. It might have been ok. But no, she still thinks I'm a friend when we're only strangers at best now.

I hoped you wouldn't be there. Hell, we almost made it the whole way through and were on our way out then you and your new girl popped up. The girl you think I don't know you were talking to while we were still together. Not very christian of you, but I always knew you were a hypocrite. You're lucky you were smart enough not to approach me like your mom did. I would not have been nice to you. I would have hurt your feelings. And smiled while doing so. Your mom once asked if I was always so kind. Yes. But as you now know, I'm kind until you give me a reason not to be. And you gave me every reason not to be. I hope one day karma comes through and finally bites you in the ass. And that your parents aren't there to clean up your mess like they always do. And I hope I'm there to see it. I'll bring popcorn