Do you ever think of me?

by edengracet

I always think about you

I think about you when I don't even mean too. I think about you with that new girl and I wonder why wasn't I enough?

Why is she better than me?

What can she give you that I can't? Why wasn't I enough. Was it my body, was it my hair, was it how I acted? Those thoughts constantly roll around in my head, getting smooth, like sea stones.

But maybe you were what was wrong

Maybe I was enough, and you weren't satisfied. Perhaps it wasn't my fault that you left. Maybe I was perfect the way I was. You took and took and never gave. Do you wonder if it was your fault?

So fuck you for making me feel like less than enough

I will not let you have that power over me. I am enough. I am perfect with out having to change. And you, and no one else gets to take that from me. When you see me, think about what you let go.

So why can't I stop thinking of you?

Despite how far I've come, you still intrude on every waking moment. My dreams and nightmares are full of you. And the worst thing? I still want you.

Do you think of me?

When your with her, do you remember how we used to do it? Or am I just a part of your past you have already forgotten. Or maybe you think about me as much as I do.

I'll always miss you

You are my first love, and my first heartbreak. And I will miss you. But I don't love you. And if you think of me, know I will always miss you, but I will never love you again.