This is my thoughts.

The First To Go...

You were the first to go. 

I didn't understand why you left me.

I needed you. 

You never explained why you left. 

You left in away I didn't understand.

You acted so bluntly before and I thought you were just having a bad day.  

Little did I realise this meant that you would leave me. 

We had so many good memories at school. You used to make me feel included.

 You protected me.

You hugged me tightly.

You were there when I collapsed.

You were there when I had a panic attack.

You made me laugh.

You  said stuff that made me think you fancied me.

We could've of dated.

But...

You left.

You left.

I didn't know how to cope.

I called and tried to meet you so many times.

Idiot move.

I shouldn't of.

I pushed you further away.

I should of given you space. 

I was angry

I missed you.

I wanted your support.

I had panic attacks almost daily and lost all of my hope. 

I am sorry for my part in it. 

I know you won't tell me why 

but that's okay because now...

I don't need you anymore.

I have learnt to live without you.

It's been 2 years.

I am so much better now.

I have learnt you were worthless to me. 

I would gain nothing by worrying over you.

I have moved on.

My life is better now. 

So all I have to say now is thank you for the good memories.

Thank you x