I found this in my drafts, I must have written it sometime last year. Anyway, I thought it was worth sharing. Its interesting to read something I wrote while going through a really rough time. Brings back the memories for sure.
I forgot about you, about your smile, your laugh, the way you'd make my heart have a spazz attack when I saw you. I forgot the way you'd turn my whole day, week even, from the worst time of my life into the best.
I purposely forgot you, I figured it would hurt less in the end. I was just lying to myself, shoving down my true feelings and pretending everything was alright. I remember now, all it took was the threat of someone else taking you. You're mine, and the thought of you making someone else the happiest girl in the world makes my heart feel like someone is shoving broken glass into it as hard as they can. I thought I was healing over leaving you, when really I was just pushing you from my mind and convincing myself my heart was fine.
Isn't it funny how one little sentence can change your perception of something?
The thought of you with her, hurts really bad. And you'll never know. Because I say I don't care, because having you, as my friend, is better than losing all of you.
