EKAnonymous

Do you still think of me?

Do you still think of me,
When he tells you you’re pretty,
Late at night and he’s calling you,
I know you remember when I did that too

Do you still think of me,
When he makes promises he can’t guarantee,
Missing you at night as I cried,
Whilst you were standing right by his side

Do you still think of me,
When he tells you what you two could be,
Hugging him whilst you’re wearing my sweater,
I should’ve known you’d find someone better

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    I like that without wording resentment
    you expressed it, so vividly
    personally I think bad breakups
    are natural and not being able
    to be happy for our ex
    is just a form of validation
    for how much we valued them
    in our lives, well
    at least initially..
    thanks for sharing

    • EKAnonymous

      I got her through her lowest points in her life and all I wanted then was for her to be happy and she is now. I just wasn’t prepared for it to be without me

      • L. B. Mek

        yup, been there
        got the bloody, tear-shirts
        nothing to add, in terms of insight
        just that
        the quicker we realise, since
        we offered our help, love and Time - freely
        out of the yearning to see them 'do good'
        we can't go back and add stipulations
        on what their own vision of 'doing good'
        should or can be
        just gotta let it go, somehow
        (alcohol helps) lol



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