Some days I miss you so much my insides ache.
Other days I'm happy that I left.
I like to say that I've moved on,
But is it really moving on when I stalk your facebook every motherfucking day?
Some days, I don't know whether I made the right decision,
I can tell the difference between your real and fake smiles,
I can see when you are and aren't happy,
And when I see you happy, It's supposed to make me happy,
I want you to be happy, from the bottom of my heart,
But it hurts because the last time I saw you smile like that,
You were oblivious to what was coming your way.
I knew what I was going to do a few days before I did it and yet I put up a brave front.
I was a cold hearted bitch and seeing you struggle because of me,
That was the hardest thing I've ever done.
I can't even count the number of times I've considered taking you back.
You're the only person I've ever loved,
And I will love you every day of my life,
Even if that has to be from different sides of the world.
You were my first love and I regret so many things.
Seeing you makes my heart drop,
It makes me remember all of those, at the time, seemingly pointless things which I remember most.
Some places have me stopping and staring,
Places we once sat, I can see us sitting there, I can relive that day,
Sometimes I question whether that ever happens to you.
Whether you think of me as much as I think of you.
Because I still wear your sweater whenever I miss you,
It makes me feel wanted and loved,
and those are two things that I never feel anymore.
I need to stop doing this,
I end up convincing myself that I was the one in the wrong,
Thinking of things I could have done to avert certain situations.
I just wasn't right for you,
Every fucking day I have to keep telling myself that,
Because I don't want to ever see the day when I realise,
Realise I could have done something terribly wrong.