you changed your name, but i'm sure you're still the same

It feels like im regressing once again.

Back to those nights where I would stay up far too late thinking about you. Thinking about every great time we had. The day we met, the first time we fooled around, waking up next to you in the late afternoon, and skipping all my classes just to lay with you for a little longer. To keep your smell closer to me, even if just for a little while. The night you kissed me and I just knew you meant it.

Now when I think about you I just feel such anger.

Anger, anger, anger!

Angry because you pretend I don't exist anymore. Angry because you wont validate my feelings, because you can't take the 15 seconds to text me back. Angry because you pretend like nothing happened and nothing is wrong.

& when you said those things to my friend, because you knew I would find out. How did you think that would make me feel? That tore me up.

& when he lays next to me, & our bodies twist like shoelaces, you still come to mind.
His hairy legs wrapped around mine, which are nothing like yours.
But his lack of caring for me, which is just like yours.



(I just wish I could forget you like you've forgotten me)