My apologies if it looks like I’m still hurting

I never meant for you to feel discomfort

But when I saw the rock on my best friend’s finger

I felt the emptiness on mine.

I’m sorry you witnessed me wipe a tear away

Believe me, I tried to hide it.

But when I got a whiff of your perfume on her shirt

I remembered your head on my pillow.

I regret having told you that I was a good sport

That I was happy for your happiness

And now, I am stuck pathetically pretending

That I’m glad you didn’t choose me.