Be sure to miss me, I just know it's what you'll do, after seeking replacement know it will never be as true as the perfect disease I had with you.
It may be all you need or all you don't. I promise it won't be too easy or too hard.
You never threw away my card. It may have been a struggle, it may have drowned in pain, we are different and the same, we are reality, harsh but all we have may be the glue, holding us together, uncomfortably but worth it too.
We'll see what happens when or if she gets off the plane.
She got off, I ran away and back and now I know how narcissistic I can be. I can be a real monster