Leaving

I know. I know. I know. I KNOW that you don’t care anymore. I know that I don’t matter to you anymore, or that you talked yourself into thinking that I don’t matter or that I matter less. BUT I still have the urge to text you, when something reminds me of you. When I see something that I know you have the same thoughts about. One of the worst things about this is that I lost my friend. One of the worst things about this is that I can pretend it’s unreal. I can pretend that were still together in my mind. I don’t drive through bismarck every day so I don’t have to be hit with all those memories. I don’t go home often enough to be hit with those either. I can’t believe I let you see where I grew up. I Can’t Believe That You Told Me I Was The One.

I can’t believe that you can leave so easily.