Oh boy I loved you. That wild kind of love where there are no rules and we can do whatever we want, whenever we feel like it. I changed who I am for you. I held your hand and you left me in pieces, making me feel I meant nothing at all to you. I loved you and your love was miserable compared to how much I cared for you.
Time has passed and I find myself still thinking about you. I don’t miss you, I don’t want you in my life but it still crosses my mind the infinite possibilites of what we could have been together. What if meeting each other again changed everything? Would you say “hello” and hug me like you actually missed me? Would you say you miss having me around? Or would you walk away like we were simply strangers passing by one another? We could have been golden. And just like that, months after the last time I thought of you, I get a call.
Hi, how are you? Can we talk?
I frozed in time and it took me a while until I was able to reply to you. That’s when I realized that we had nothing to talk about, none unfinished business, nothing at all. I wasn’t even interested in knowing what you wanted to say, or talk about. I loved you for a very long time and it took me a while to get where I am now: happy and sucessful. I won’t let you ruin that once again. Goodbye baby, our time has passed by and it’s too late for us now.