A paradox. We don't always know what it means to be humane and yet we are often reminded of the frailties of human nature, what it means to be a human, sometimes painfully so.
Which is why we give exes the perfunctory well wishes, with a stiff smile and forced gaiety, to be happy with their newly beloveds even when we do not feel inclined to. Why? Because it's the human thing to do, even if it leaves one a little embittered, that sharp bitter tang lingering in your mouth.
Some people break up with others then rush into a relationship with new partners they'd already been seeing previously or perhaps simply someone who came along. In such cases, the subsequent behaviour of rushing into a new relationship, while unpleasant to the dumped party nonetheless, is understandable in that the relationship never meant much to the first person in the first place.
I'm the one who initiated the breakup here and it's stupid you must be thinking, "This sod dumps his bf then now gripes about his ex finding someone else?"
Yes and no. It's certainly illogical. Humans can be irrational, the mind does not rule the heart. I guess my gripe is this,"If the relationship meant as much to him as he says it was, how could he so readily find another to like and hold in the short span of a week?" It's ironic that the person who initiated the breakup should still be so hung up over the entire affair while the other injured party who said the relationship meant the world to him has been able to move on to another, to get over the mourning in such a short period of time.
I don't begrudge him his happiness, Sean's certainly entitled to that. But that doesn't expunge this lingering aftertaste or make the fact that it's occurred any more bearable. Humans are irrational. Which is why like I told CS, we do what we do, even though it isn't logical and even if we know what's coming up.
We are human, which is why we do the things we do, love the people the way we love, breakup with exes the way we breakup and hurt the way we hurt. Which is also why Itachi poked Sasuke on the forehead as he use to do before collapsing instead of ripping out his eyeballs like he should have done.
To feel is to be alive. To hurt is to be reminded that I once loved. Though that knowledge doesn't make this pain any more bearable.