have you been doing well?
well, i have.
at least thats what I've been telling myself, yet i still dream of the past and the good times.
part of me just feels like its in response to not knowing.
i don't know why you kept leaving suddenly.
it hurt.
its not like i thought about it every day though.
i found others to keep me company, and it was nice for the time being.
but if i was fully over everything i wouldn't be writing this, now would i?
part of me is just so upset with how you've been to want you back.
instead i just want those feelings, everything that i felt with you.
since it seems like it never truly mattered to you anyways, i don't think you'd mind.
I thought you were sincere this whole time.
I fell for all the tricks, giving into your little act.
i'm done with games now.
