The saddest thing was not when you forgot me.
Today I deleted the final picture I had of you.
They never allowed me to challenge my decisions.
I was being respectful and considerate; that’s it.
Whenever you determine if your future includes me, let me know.
I feel isolated when I am with you.
Your presence is my reminder that I have countless things to look forward to in this life.
Are you pretending to love me because you’re terrified to be alone?
Am I wasting my time thinking we could be more?
What could have been had we met at the perfect moment?
