Sometimes I catch
myself.
Thinking about your
face.

Where you are.
Where you're going.
If you're missing me....

Yet.

I don't miss you.
I don't regret you.

But I know,
that sometimes you
think about me too.

Where I am.
Where I'm going.
If I miss you....

Still.

The answer is no.
I love you, but no.

She can have you're
hollow heart.
You're just a shadow of the
boy I loved.

I'm not jealous of her holding you.
My heart doesn't break at her seeing your smile.
You are not the person you used to be...

Now.

She can have the cheap
knock-off,
You can downgrade for her.

I'll move on like I do.
On and farther away from you.
I don't need who you've become...

Anymore.