Forgotten

It's been years, since I saw her things changed, I'm not the same person anymore.

Now she's back & I'm not sure what I need to do hate, love, frustration. I need to keep it myself so I won't hurt her.

I like, no I love her, I really do, how can I tell her the truth, Maybe it's better if I don't than I'll just hurt myself.

We both care & I see that, but deep down I don't want to be forgotten.