everything that's yours, ticket stubs, your toothbrush which you left here last. photographs, just things in general that has anything to do with you.
i dont know if it's helping.
at the moment, it doesnt seem possible to move on - perhaps because i dont want to yet. but i must. because you have moved on without giving me a proper explanation. it's like iv completely vanished from your life.
you said you'd call or message. but you havnt. that message you sent asking about my day/cats, i feel like it's because mr d asked you to, and not because you wanted to. or maybe it's cos it's when you're around him that you feel guilty.
which then brings me to my question, isnt that obvious that your new friends are indeed an influence? that when you're around them, im merely a shadow, but around an old familiar friend, i reappear?
how is it that i've become only a figment of your memory so damn quickly?
how did i go from being loved by you, to only becoming a friend in such a short period of time?
how did you forget me? how could you forget me? i thought i was important to you. you said so yourself.
i know what we had was real.
i know that you loved me.
so then why is it so easy for you to let go? why do i not matter anymore?
so many questions, i cant stop asking. im so confused.
but it's so hard to not ask and let it be.
i need the answers. you have to tell me.
but in the meantime, you're in a box. im trying not to think about you, but it's tough as hell.
