You don't know my favorite color anymore.
I changed it, it was red but red is the same as yours so now it's green.
Got a new perfume too. It smells like vanilla, not like the rose one you used to love. My bed sheets are different too. They aren't the red ones with daises on it, the ones you used to get tangled in. They're green now, and softer, and they too smell like vanilla. I bought a new phone, one that you haven't called.
I changed a lot of things since you left. I find comfort in the fact that you do not know me anymore. Just like I no longer know you. But the only difference is, I changed because I had to and you changed because you wanted to.
But at least I have softer sheets now.
