southernbell22

I don't miss you, I don't long for you, I don't want you. I'm just pissed, you know? I got you up on your feet, helped you to finally be happy with being alive, I helped to keep you here. I want you to grow, I want you to get better, to let go of all the things that hold you back that you think are so cool. I want you to be something, not a reflection of someone- a reflection of your new friends. I told you before I stopped talking to you for good to not let my absence be an excuse to go back to the things that hurt you. I thought of you even as you were walking right out on me. I don't really know who you are anymore (or care much about it honestly), I liked who you used to be, though. And I know you haven't forgotten me and I know there's simply no way you feel absolutely nothing. And I hope it eats at you when all is spent and done. I always had hope in you but now.. not so sure. But I don't miss you, I don't want to see you, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to be with you at all. For once in my life, for once since the past year and a half of my life, this is gonna be about me and what I want and what I need. And what I want and what I need is definitely not you.