Unsent Messages

I tell myself that I'm okay without you. That my life would be better without you, but I always find myself falling back into old habits. Listening to your songs, watching the shows we watched together, thinking about how you would sing to me on facetime. Everything hurts, but there's a sweetness to it. As much as I want you to come back, I can't help but think of the worst. All I need is for you to be there. That's all. Just be there. But you moved on. After months of me waiting for you, I thought I was finally over you, but everything came back once you showed up again. But when I told you I wasn't ready to jump back in, you moved on right away. It really makes me wonder how much you actually cared. It hurts to know that I'm breaking my heart every night while she's probably falling asleep on the phone with you, just as we used to.