My heart didn't brake into a thousand pieces after he left.
Instead,
I realized all the things he didn't do.
He didn't want to hear my stories.
He didn't ask me questions.
He didn't smile when I was talking to him.
He didn't hug me out of the blue or make me feel good.
His hug were always a preamble to something else,
And after he was gone,
I wondered if he knew me at all.
