AHi feel the same way. Gosh its so frustrating sometimes you know?

I know that you never think about or miss me,
But do you remember when?
Forgetting the bruises, argument, and abrupt end,
Remember? We were happy then.

And I’m not jealous of that girl, your friend,
Nor do I still want you.
I only miss the feeling of your soft words and touch
And the comfort that I knew.



i just relatred so much to that part. very very amazing