You probably won't even see this,
But I need the catharsis.
I should be as done with you as you seem to be with me.
I shouldn't care.
I shouldn't wonder.
I shouldn't worry.
I shouldn't wish I would've fought harder for you,
Held on longer,
Put up with more.
But I do.
When someone has been in my life for eight years,
What else am I supposed to do?
