#brttrsb

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“I still love you”

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You don’t think of me anymore Several years have now gone by Well I think of you still Every day you’re on my mind

I left without a goodbye Saw you live in New York now I wish I can try again I swear this time I know how

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finally, closure.

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living, loving, leaving

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And after all of this pain I know we will find each other again

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still thinking about him

Part of me is embarrassed -- god knows I don’t cross his mind anymore -- but also a little proud of this new piece of me I have discovered.  Never did I think I could be so stuck on and sentimental about someone I have not been with for years.  Yet here I am.

I like this part of myself.