It never does. I will likely carry the burn of that betrayal until the day I die, and will be something that my new partner will have to deal with it when it comes to me. Getting cheated on rips a gaping wound in you so large that it never heals, a gaping, stagnant tear that will bleed on for eternity. Of all the memories I wish my damaged mind could forget, it would be that one, but that fucking remembrance is etched into my soul.
Brother... When does the pain subside?