Seeing my ex with his new...

I was wandering, if having seen my ex with his new girlfriend would disturb me. Obviously, it would not.

I was running my ordinary seven kilometer track, when I saw them simply going to a concert. Before that I had been nearly to exhaustion with my breath. That was exactly the part of my running, when I had to keep precise attention to my breath, to my movements, to the pain that I felt trough all the mouscles in my legs. However, I told myself to continue. I had to run. And for what's more, I had to sprint. So I did sprint. I literally darted off them very fast. I saw them.
I saw them.
So, I saw them.
All of sudden, I realised, that she was more appropriate for him than I had been. She was that precise kind of girl, that was suitable exactly for that kind of boy that he was. And that is what he really is - just a boy. The real thing that I need is, a man. I need a real men and he was just a boy. He was just a boy walking with his new girlfriend by the river.