I Know

I know. She did not have to tell me. There were hints here and there initially. Then when the conversation became more obvious I started to piece things together. Really. I was happy for her. Then one day she no longer mention anything. And finally I found out why. After piecing bits here and there, I now know that you broke it off with her.
She had great things coming her way. She was doing well. She was contented.
But you came along. Your empty promises. Your insecurities. Your selfishness. You took away all that she built for us, and threw it down at her feet.
Now alone, she is picking up the pieces, rebuilding her life all over again.
I know. And one day, the world will too.