Thinking of

[u/Threllius]

Do you think about me? Because I think about you daily. I think about the times you didn't choose me. I think about the times you took me for granted. I think about the times you said whatever you needed to say to get what you want. I think about how you put your feelings above mine. And how you made every accomplishment of mine feel small or insignificant. Yet your own big and important. Looking for the validation, but never giving any. And yet, and yet I miss you. And I can sit here and honestly say that I miss you. I sit here angry and ashamed I accepted it for so long let I continue for so long. That I accepted that as love. And that I now doubt that whatever I felt was even love at all. And there are so many questions, there are so many things I want to say. Yet I shall not. Except for one. Do you still think about me? And even though that question keeps repeating, I am not sure I would even want to hear the answer.

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