Recovery

Wake The Hell Up & Realize It

Wake up. He isn't the boy you loved; the boy you loved is long gone. He's a stranger now, and you know it. You know it but you're reluctant to accept it. He tells you he misses you, so you believe him and since you love him, you convince yourself he means it. But just because you mean it doesn't mean he does too. Just because you fall asleep imagining him pressed up against you doesn't mean he's thinking about you. For all you know, he could be thinking about about the girl he met at work, the girl who laughed at his dumb jokes and gave him her number and her best smile. You couldn't even smile for him. Just because you know his favorite book and his sister, doesn't mean you know what he did last night or last Saturday at that party. Maybe he didn't tell you because he didn't want you to know he drove home drunk, but maybe he just didn't want you to know that he was drinking with the girl you never liked. Just because you text back a few minutes later, doesn't mean that he'll text back soon, it doesn't mean he'll text back at all. He had other things on his mind now, other people, and you're not one of them. You're not even worth a text back anymore, let alone a late night phone call. How does that make you feel? To know someone you meant everything to two months ago doesn't spend a second thinking about you?