I can't forget you, because I still feel like an asshole for hurting you.
Only recently have I realised just how much I miss you, heck, even just your company.
Don't doubt that you were good enough for me - you always were.
I'll agree that we all need to move on, but I just wish it wasn't without you somewhere in my life - even as an observer, the comfort I take in knowing you're there looking out for me is all I need to keep me going.
Even though I feel terrible about it, I don't want to forget you - why are you so eager to forget about me?
I'm genuinely sorry. I couldn't be more open with you.
I just hope that someday you'll find this and realise that while I wasn't the one who got hurt, you're not the only one to come out of this sore. I apologise if that sounds selfish but it's how I feel.
The bottom line here is;
I miss you.
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