Well.
Ouch.
Don't even worry, I'm fine.
No, I'm not mad.
It's cool, we can still be friends.
Jealous? 'Course not.
He's better for you.
I don't even like you.
I'd be lying if I said I like you.
Trust me, I'm so over it.
My heart isn't even heavy.
I don't take second glances at you.
I've forgotten about you.
Still not bitter.