even if I don’t remember it anymore

Sometimes I’m absolutely certain I love you and always will

then I think of all the shit you did to me

and wonder how anyone could love someone after all that.

You make me confused.

But love is love

even when it doesn’t make sense…

even when you’re not here...

Even though you’ve found someone new...

And though the memories began to fade.

I know there was a time

when I wasn’t this alone

even if I don’t remember it anymore.

I don’t like thinking about the past because I start thinking--

"It was so simple."

"So easy."

"But you took it all for granted."

"And you can never get it back."

And then all these emotions start building in my chest behind my eyes clouding my thoughts...

and I can’t speak.

I can’t think and the only thing I know is--

I miss how it used to be…

I miss who we used to be.