did it hurt when you left? did it hurt when you said all of those things? did you really mean it?
sometimes i wonder...
the late nights that i have pushed through trying to understand, how was it so easy for you? you moved on without a problem, a year and five months gone...
why is it i still miss you when you don't even seem to notice me. i'm invisible, a ghost, another blurred face in your peripheral vision.
but like you once said, the seasons will continue to change, the sun will still set, the world will still turn...
how was it so easy for you when anytime i saw you, my stomach would churn? how was it so non-chalant when i couldn't even stop myself from crying when you walked by?
a year and five months, gone.
sometimes i still listen to our song. a forgotten memory in the back of your memory, i'm sure...