You promised that we could runaway together. That we would get out of this small town, this state, this country. That we would make something of ourselves. What happened.
I'll tell you what happened.
You moved away, you promised to keep in contact but we all know that never happens. I did what I always do. I moved on. I blocked it out. I no longer feel those emotions because they were only meant for you.
I've never really had anything that's lasted. I'm used to the idea of being left. But it's okay it's just one less thing in my way. A better reason to leave. There's no one left for me here.
