why are you here. the thought of running into you ever just makes me want to vomit. you were wrong, but you still have all of the power because i acted like an idiot for you. because i tried to be there for you, to love you, to support you and that makes me the weak one.
and now you’re here. you’re here, probably only a few blocks away. and you’ll never apologize.
and it’ll happen like this: we’ll run into each other, i’ll try to ignore you, and then say hi and you’ll say hi and we’ll pretend we don’t know each other, even though we’ve seen one another at our best and worst, and that vulnerability makes me feel connected to you, and that vulnerability makes you want to run away and hide.
so you did.
i just can’t believe this. i thought i was done. i wish i could be but i can’t while you’re here. i hate so much about you but what i hate most is that you still have a piece of me.
give it back.