an open letter, to You
I don't exist for You anymore, I know that now,
but I can't escape thoughts of You
even Your face finds itself on strangers
in places I know it's impossible for You to be.
You don't think of me, and that almost makes me
see You even more.
I'll probably send more letters, that You won't read.
You probably don't even remember my name.
from...
Someone Who's Not Good At Letting Go
