success?

It wasn't bad.. 

I wasn't depressed..

I wasn't alone.

I was surrounded by chocolate, wine, movies and friends. 

I couldn't have asked for any better way to spend a valentines evening as a single. 

The only real thing that bothers me is the fact that I wonder where he took her. Did he take her to "our" place? The not knowing part doesn't bother me as much as the fact that I care. 

It doesn't really matter and i'll never know but, I will always wonder. 

Something in me hopes that he respects the time that we were together enough to let it just be "our" time, "our" place, "our" moment.