I know your reading this, checking in on me to see if i‘m happier without you. You always said i would be. You said a lot of things to make me love you - to make me hate you. I lost who i was trying to keep you. Moving on doesn‘t mean i have forgotten. It doesn‘t erase what we had. It‘s just hurt less when i remember. But yes i am happier. And ironicly that kinda makes me sad.













