Letters to you

I know you're not a stranger but...

Hi, how are you? You must've forgotten about me on your highway to victory. Or maybe it was when you found her, that you stopped looking for me. She's what you call your "baby" Maybe "baby" is something I envy. Dear stranger, I miss you. But the chances of you missing me too are unreadable. And I'm hurting. But because I'm invisible, you can't see it. You won't believe it and even after telling you, you won't hear it. So I must share it. And maybe you'll listen to someone else when they speak it. Stranger, aren't we suppose to be friends? I guess we fucked that up buy trying to make chemistry. We did things we weren't suppose to do and seen things we weren't suppose to see. Who knew that's not how its suppose to be. I guess for that, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ignored my feelings just to please yours. God knew I would do anything for you. I'm sorry you were something I adored, and I was nothing to you. I'm sorry I put you sky high, on a pedestal, while I knew you'd step over me like tissue. I'm sorry that in your eyes I could never love you as much as she'd do. But I do thank you. If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't be someone you knew. I opened up to you more than I did my friends. You were like my best friend, and I lost you. Dear stranger, I miss you. Fuck what our past has led us to. But even if You came back, things would change. Isn't that fucking insane? You chose her, while I stood there and chose you. My heart is cold and my thoughts have turned true. It was then that I realized wishes don't come true. I know I don't ask for much but there's just one thing I ask of you ; don't let me forget about all of you and what was true.

-sincerely, someone you forgot about