Grey

Maybe you forgot. About me.

And there was this small hope in the back of my head wishing that you didn't.

But did you even loved me?

Love. It seemed like a funny word to toss around in a conversation after everything that's happened between us. Something that didn't make that much sense in my life. In our lives anymore.

But you wouldn't leave if love mattered to you. You wouldn't leave if I mattered.