I'm a selfish man.
I hate not being in control.
I decided to end the relationship, so I ended it. As I said, I did not end it because I did not like her.
A couple days later, she ended up dating one of my best friends. But I didn't show any emotions. I smiled all the same, and gave the impression that I was happy for them. Inside, I was torn up with anger, seething with fury. I'm also a lazy man. It takes a lot of energy to sustain such a state of emotion. And I ended up not caring about the whole thing.
A week ago, she dumped him. He's in absolute pain. He's asking me for advice. He can't stop saying sorry to me.
I have forgiven him. I know how to forgive, but I will not forget. He does not have my trust, and he will have to earn it back.
She wants me back. She hasn't asked me, but I can tell from the way she's treating me, from the tone of her voice when she speaks to me, from her body language and the way she smiles at me, from the way she looks at me.
Having been the one who was dumped, and knowing that I didn't dump her because I did not like her, I think it's making her wonder. I've become someone she will always wonder about. While my friend, being dumped, will be forgotten.
When the day comes - and it will - that she asks me back, I will say no. Because the reasons I had to end it with her is still very real and valid.
Strangely, though I feel a sense of forlorn sadness about having to say no, the feeling that overwhelms me is the sense of power, of being in control. And I like it.
I believe I will always be the dumper and not the dumpee if I can help it.