I hate having days and nights off. all I do is think about you. still. after all this time you’re still on my mind. I thought I was fine for a while. I thought I’d forgotten about you. that’ll never happen though. I just wanna move on. I wanna forget about you. there’s just no one that has come along that can compare to you. you’re the only one who cared. or at least pretended to care about me. I still remember our conversations, the way you looked at me, I can still feel your hand on my arm, your scruff brush my face. I just need to let it go. I just don’t know how. It sucks that all I ever do is think about you when I know I never cross your mind. I was just another ghost in your bed and I resent you for that. you meant so much to me and I meant nothing to you. I just have to keep reminding myself that. I’m nothing special. I’m nothing special.