What a jerk.
So the jerk decides to go back to his ex, and he tells me this on Valentine's Day. That he is going out to dinner with her. He said he needed time to think a few days before that. I told him look, it was what it was. An experience, and I learned from it. There is no use crying over spilt milk. You live and you learn. Perhaps I am foolish in the ways of my heart, but I just have to try and learn from my mistakes and choose wisely.