letters from a sad poet

was what we had real?

5 months after we broke up,
you asked me how I was doing.

I hate that you forgot
what we had
so easily
as if it didn't
matter to you at all

I hate that you came
back into my life
so easily while
I was still trying
to get rid of every
memory you stained.

It was as if I didn't matter to you at all.

-Did I ever really matter to you at all?