Do you know how hard it is?
To restrict yourself from talking to the one person who has always been there to make you smile and uncontrollably laugh but has also been the one who’s done you wrong?
I just want some answers.
I just need to know why.
I want to know what I did wrong.
I just want to talk to him again and see his face.
I just want to erase the drama.
There’s nothing more I want to do than let him know that I’m still there and I still care.
But what about him?
Where is he?
How does he feel?
Does he even care?
Am I just another conversation to him?
Is this easy for him?
Will he wonder what happened?
Does he even know something’s wrong?
What if he turned around when he exited that door and saw me,
What would he have done?
What would I have done?