I have this feeling in the back of my throat like I’m about to *****.
My heart is racing at a million beats per second and I’m laughing to cover up the fear.
You come back into my life once more, but I already have someone else to waste away with.
I have multiple “someone else”s actually.
They send me good morning texts and compliment my humour.
I miss you, I really do, and we still have these funny conversations that leave me broken
because my heart remembers when we always had those conversations. When everything was funny and everything was good
But you aren’t my first choice anymore and I don’t think you have fully accepted that.
If you have, you very clearly don’t know why I’m talking to these other people,
why you aren’t priority,
but I can tell you why right now.
Your friends and all of these other “someone else”s didn’t **** me over to begin with.