Remember when we used to laugh at something so hard together? So hard until our stomachs would hurt and we'd double over laughing anyways?
Yeah, me too but it seemed like such a long time ago.
But yet, now I see you doing the same, but not with me.
You seem happy, happier now that I'm not around.
I'm happy for you.
But all the same way, I hate that you could go on without me.
I hate that I could not see the tears that I thought you would have shed for me,
the same way I had for you.
I loved you, I truly did.
The way you turned around with no remourse towards me,
the bitterness you returned to me.
I didn't admit it at the time, but it hurt.
I wept, and wailed,
cried and screamed,
all from the pain that I've endured because I had left,
but at the very least, you weren't the source of the sorrow and misery I've concurred.
Not anymore.
All I've endured. I've endured for you.
Im sorry I had to leave this early,
Its unfortunate that it isn't our time yet,
But I would wish that, the next time we meet, we do not ever reconcile.
We are like two magnets that push each other away,
but we so badly want to click together we hurt each other in the process.
I hope you will learn how to love yourself,
with the new people you will have met by the time you find this poem.
I also hope that in that time,
you will have forgotten all about me,
because I am one of the many heartaches you've endured.
- Someone you loved, and will have forgotten.
