it was so long ago and you don’t care you barely even remember. but i do. i haven’t forgotten the short-lived but amazing time i got to spend with you and i envy my past self and i’m mad at it for taking you for granted. you hate me now because i’ve ignored you because i’m too scared to face up to myself and whenever i’m reminded of you it sends me into a spiral of regret and self-pitty. there’s nothing i could have done to stop you leaving i understand that i just wish i spent the time i had with you better.