For sure, I have moved on
Long gone and forgotten

Yet your presence haunts
My everyday existence

Drowning daily in your presence
And your silly flirtations

With a girl I used to trust
One I called my friend

Of everyone, what is she to you?
You never minded her

Or paid the slightest bit attention
You shrugged off her advances

And now you bask in them?
Is it your form of revenge?

Or a way to forget to me?
To not remember us

And what we used to be.