we smiled,
we laughed,
we cried.
we did it all.
i missed some parts of our story, but this was mainly about how i was breaking.
i'm no poet, i'm not the best writer, but i wrote this for me.
i needed to spill my thoughts since you wouldn't listen.
i know this will be the last time you'll ever love me.
goodbye means forgetting.
this is my goodbye.
i know i won't be a part of your life.
who could ever love me, a child, an immature stubborn girl?
