Flowers for Me

Six months

Six months ago from today exactly, two days before Valentine's Day, you declared your love.

But it was for another girl.

I'm happy for you. I really am. But you wouldn't believe me if I told you. And it hurts because I want to tell you but you wouldn't give a shit.

I truly am happy. But it's so hard for me to be as happy as I can for you when you can't even respond to a "hey" text.

Six months.

We lasted in four months in the fall. We got back together on my birthday and it was the best gift I could've asked for. You were amazing how could I not want you? And you saved my life more than once. You were my rock. And all we got was four months. But did you tell anyone? Were you proud to call me your girlfriend like you're proud to call that girl your girlfriend? Of course you are. You're declaring your love everywhere. But did you ever do that for me?

I dropped signs but you wouldn't. And you broke my heart four months later.

I'm happy for you. You seem to be doing great. But it hurts to see you with another girl I won't lie. But regardless, I'm happy. I really truly am. I mean six months that's great.
But you wouldn't believe me would you.