a collection of poems

to my (old) best friend

732

i don't know why i do this
to myself,
i don't know why i still care,
i don't know why i keep counting
the days as if i'm waiting for
you to come back to me.
i don't know why i'm still tempted
to talk to you, when i
know you obviously don't feel the same.
i don't know why you keep
lingering in my mind.
i don't know why i keep wondering how
you're doing, or what you've been up to.
i don't know why i can't just let you go.

it's been 732 days since you left,
and my life hasn't been the same.
you ruined me in ways i didn't think
were possible, yet i still carry the
same appreciation and respect i had for you
732 days ago.

i wish you were still my best friend.