I just wish you knew how much I love you. How much I think about you. I have to keep telling myself over and over to move on. You will always be in thoughts. it’s obvious that you don’t feel the same way about me, I want to move on, but it’s hard. I swallow my pride and try to push you out of my mind. You will always be my “What if?”
Maybe if I moved to the other side of the country I would finally be able to forget about you.
(Hangs head)
