I still wonder how you're doing.
I still wonder what you're doing as stupid as that sounds.
I still want to talk to you.
I still think about you and your family.
I keep trying to tell myself that what you're doing doesn't matter and that I shouldn't think about you. But for some reason deep in my heart, I feel like you're still in my mind for a reason.
I know you're one of my best friends and my ex, but I will always have love for you and I honestly have no idea what to do with that. All I know is I want you happy and I know that's going to have to be without me in your life. That is enough to feel the weight of boulders on my shoulders, because I never wanted this. I wanted you in my life.
It hurts everyday knowing after so long that you probably don't want me in yours.
