Never over

I will never get over what you did to me. You're still there, like a bad stain, every day. Making me question everything I think I know, because you threw it all into a whirlwind of confusion and pain. I hate you every single day, even though I know I need to put it behind me. I have found a new love, he's wonderful. But the seeds of doubt you planted are stubborn shrubs. There's a lingering bitterness you left and scars that will never fully disappear. Are they all like you underneath it all? I don't know. I hope not. Only time will tell if, this time, my trust isn't misplaced.