i need to post more. it’s a nice escape.

there’s something that’s really been bothering me lately. more than i really want to admit.

maybe it’s that thought of what it used to be. or the disillusionment that i have been left with. maybe it’s the remembrance of the good times shared. or in hindsight the realization of the time wasted.

i know you so well. so well it hurts.

perhaps in my blindness, innocence, or care for you i somehow missed that it wasn’t mutual. your manipulation. your act.

or maybe i’ve simply been replaced. so easily replaced.

and it hurts so badly. but it shouldn’t.
i should have seen it coming. you have it down to a formula.

you’re selfish. you’re fake. i finally see it now.
and i’m hurt. so hurt.