The Life of Me

May 18, 2014 10:20 p.m.

It hurts that you’re ten minutes away

and you don’t want to see me

You don’t want to hold me in the middle of the night

or ask me how I’m doing

You just pretend that we never happened

That what we shared wasn’t real

because it’s easier for you that way to forget about me

and now we are ten minutes away from one another

We have gone from best friends to lovers

and now to strangers

I never wanted it to turn out this way

But now you’re ten minutes away from me

 and you don’t even care