I know now that I will never
be fully over you.
Just a glimpse through
the windshield was enough
for my eyes to sting,
and my heart to sink.
I miss you more every second.

I can only hope you
miss me a fragment of how much
I miss you.

But I think that you’re okay.
Which I guess I should be happy for you.
That you are not carrying this weight
around.
I guess I kinda wish you did
because maybe then that would mean
you still love me too.

All I can think about are
his hands on her.
His arms around someone else
in the dark.
Devoting his time and
attention to her,
telling her he’ll always be there
like he used to say to me.
They’ll come up with nicknames
for each other,
I wonder if he’ll use the one I gave him.

I was stupid to believe that he
would actually love me forever.

It only took him 2 months
to replace me.

I wonder if he ever wakes up
in the morning
unable to shake the memory of me.
And he realizes that no matter how
much time passes,
I will always be there.