The Wolves Howling In My Head

Media

It's weird knowing who you once were.
It's weirder knowing who we are now.
Because I shouldn't know.

Everyone has told me to unfollow you,
But I haven't – I can't.
As much as I wish that I could.

You aren't mine to worry about,
But we both know I will anyways,
So I see what you post, nothing more.

Just enough to get a glimpse,
To know if your happy,
If you're better off without me.

The answer is yes you are,
And it will always be yes,
Because you don't need me.

I want to message you,
To talk like we used to,
But used to is a conflict of interest.

Why should I anyways?
If you don't need me there's no point.
It'd just hurt for no reason at all.

Media is my window into your life,
To know that you're better off,
And to pick at the wound in my heart.