I talked about you a lot.
I talked about you a lot in the weeks after we said good bye.
I talked about you a lot after our last good bye.
I always knew in my heart you never cared.
I knew this was true because you told me not to ever talk to you.
You told me you were looking for one thing only.
I talked about you to a friend.
I cried for hours.
Saying how I cared so much and he never did.
Then she told me  something I never saw coming.
she said " He always cared about you but you always seemed to push him away. I know for a fact he cared about you the whole time. I know because he told me."
From then on I hated myself for pushing him away and pretending I did not care.