When I sit and think about you,
I have to face the harsh reality
that I’m grieving a person that doesn’t exist anymore…
This version of you isn’t in love with me.
You probably don’t think about me as much as I do of you.
I wonder if you ever sit and fantasize of what could be or if you’ve forgotten all about me.
I hope somewhere deep down you wish that your “one” could of been me, because god do I wish mine was you.
Jul 12, 2022
Jul 12, 2022 at 1:15 AM UTC
When I sit and think about you,
I have to face the harsh reality
that I’m grieving a person that doesn’t exist anymore…
This version of you isn’t in love with me.
You probably don’t think about me as much as I do of you.
I wonder if you ever sit and fantasize of what could be or if you’ve forgotten all about me.
I hope somewhere deep down you wish that your “one” could of been me, because god do I wish mine was you.
~ I hope you miss me too.