no-
what are we doing??!
i will not feel badly for you,
or pretend to.
yes-
it's true i hope you lay awake at night
resenting the constant reminder of your missing me,
each time a rain drop hits the roof above your head.
i will not be sorry.
when you told my friend you're empty, when
she showed me the messages of your admitting to needing me-
i laughed for a solid 9 minutes.
and i do not feel badly.
i told you, i told you i told you LUST DOES NOT PREVAIL LOVE.
i shouted it from rooftops, i yelled it into the phone, god ****** i tried.
' i told you so. '
this is not a math equation. and i'm no mathematician but
you didn't believe me. i wont lie
i hope it pains your heart to see me gone and alive and well,
i hope you miss me more than the horizon misses the sun each night.
i was your sun.
i know that.
now, wasn't it silly to think you could replace your sun with some star that attends the same school as you?
i'm aware we don't reside in a heliocentric universe but **** do i know
you need me.

do your day-drinking habits subdue the ache in your chest you're exposed to every time you find yourself sleepless for two days' length of time?
i sure ******* hope so.