I miss you.
I forget about you.
I strive to let you go.
I feel guilty to move on.
I crave you.
I remember we ended.
I tell myself it’s over for good.
I want to stay hopeful.
I know you don’t like me.
I am not truly sure.
I want to text you.
I wait for you to reach out.
I no longer want to feel this way.
I still feel the pain.