Create a similar story with title, change the names of the characters, keep the lesbian details and eliminate the sensual activities in the story. 
Going through a breakup, seeing them happy with someone else and finding new love
How long has it been? Hours, days, weeks? Months? I can't tell anymore, time has all blended together for me and now it all feels like a dream too good to be true. Or would nightmare be a more accurate depiction? I can't stop the tears anymore, soon I know I'll become numb, unable to feel, my heart shrivelled up into a husk. I watch from across the room, my aching heart, pieces on the floor, fragments scattered into oblivion. My eyes watching her and wishing she was still mine, memories of what was, what could have been and what never was. The past we shared, the present that was my heartache and the future we will never have. How I wish it was me, that I could make it all go away and fix the broken pieces, knowing I can never make her happy again. The way her eyes sparkle, the way she used to look at me, her arms around a stranger, wishing it was still me. Loving touches turned to resentment, loving glances turned to icy glares, tender words turned to poison, happiness turned to hate. Their arms around her body, snaked around her waist, playful gazes, laughter, her fingers tracing along their skin. A bubbling cocktail of rage, sadness and hurt fill me like poison, those sweet lips whose kisses were once for me, now inviting someone else, tempting like pretty petals with the taste of nectar. The laughter like music that once was for me, now tears me apart and knowing it will never be again. The music echoes in my ears, nonsensical beats that reside in the back of my mind, other bodies swaying to the beat that I merely ignore. Hypnotised by the two of them, my thoughts an endless storm. What could I have done to make you stay, what could I have done to make it better? Wasn't I enough? Didn't I make you happy?
I can't tear my eyes away and yet it hurts to watch, painful torture of someone I loved, knowing I can't wake up from this. I storm away, my mind ablaze with emotions, rage, anger, sadness, a cocktail of misery, it's too much for me to bear. Wishing I was anywhere but here. I down a drink, more and more, numbing myself of the pain, the medicine I need to forget you. I don't want to feel, I don't want to think, I don't want to remember her, the woman who once had my heart. Who crushed it under her shoe like I was nothing. I feel light, I feel free, feathers dancing across my skin, distancing myself from reality into my dreams. The music fades away, the memories become hazy, faces blend together and the medicine tastes good. It heals me.
Suddenly, a hand on my arm, soft, gentle, soothing, nothing like her touch. I freeze, my eyes alert, like a deer in headlights, dragging myself from the haze of my mind. My eyes flicker, staring into the void, my tongue freezes as words try to spill out but fade like ash. The music stops, time fades away, she and I are here, only us bound in this moment. Warm eyes, a sweet smile, a voice like honey, she's not you, she's someone new, someone kind. Coaxing gentle words from me, concern in her voice, her hand reaches out to caress my own, she's so warm. A new lifeline forms in my heart and my chest feels warm, the world fills with colour and tingles dance in my stomach. Could she heal my aching heart? She smiles so brightly, gazing at me with intent, will she kiss me? Will she speak? I can barely breathe "She must have hurt you good huh?" she speaks, her voice sarcastic and calm. All I can do is nod, nervous laughter spills from my lips, my thoughts replaced with this angel before me. She leans forward, her fingers intertwine with mine, I feel her breathe on my cheek, my face flushes with blood. "Want me to help you forget?"