You don't know me
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I was doing absolutely fine.
Until they said your name.
They mentioned how they hadn't heard from you in ages. I had to tell them that I didn't know where you were.
That I didn't know you anymore.
I didn't know your eyes, your hair, the feeling of my skin on yours anymore. I didn't know your smile, your intelligence, your ability to make me laugh no matter how miserable I felt anymore.
I don't know you.
You don't know me.
They asked what had happened between us. I shook my head, saying that I wasn't one to spill my heartache and tell people of your venomous departure.
And even now, I hope that you don't reveal the secrets we shared with other people. I hope you honour the trust I had placed in you once.
Because I do.
It kills me inside more and more every day.
I just want to talk to people about my pain. The pain I feel, contrasted with the happiness you must feel every day.
The End ♥️