Truth Hurts

So I haven't heard from Dante for several hours this evening. I knew why.

No, he didn't tell me beforehand. I just knew.

So he send me a text at a little after 11p asking was I sleep, to which I replied 'No'. He asked what I was doing, I asked what he was doing. He replied, 'Honestly, I'm driving home.'
I asked from where, and he said I didn't wanna know. Like I told him, "Doesn't that tell me what I need to know?"

The more I sat and thought about it, I just got this rush of emotion. Somewhere between anger and hurt, complete with watering eyes.

All I can say is this: I am NOT going to cry about this situation (as it is right now) anymore!