It was hard to let go.
Not because of the thought of being alone,
But the nostalgic of you.
I began to see you in everything.
Everyone.
It's almost as if you never left,
but had no recognition of who I was.
I still love you.
But you let go so easy,
So I guess you never loved me.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
It was hard to let go.
Not because of the thought of being alone,
But the nostalgic of you.
I began to see you in everything.
Everyone.
It's almost as if you never left,
but had no recognition of who I was.
I still love you.
But you let go so easy,
So I guess you never loved me.