Forget Me

I’m trying to forget her. I want to leave her behind the way I left my self behind. 

It’s difficult when you get so used to a person, and it is even more difficult to let go of a person you hate.

She meant a lot to me and because of her stupid pity story I felt it was my responsibility as someone who knows what happened to her to be there for her “protect” her in a sort of way.

She makes me so sick now, with everything she’s done, everything she didn’t do. 

I am a bad person.
I lie.
I hurt people. 
At least that’s what she always tells people, I am not like that, that’s not the person I am. 

Not the person I want to be. She can’t change who I am with her fake description of me.

I miss her and I wish things could go back to the way they were, even if the way things were were slowly chipping away at me.

She was everything I had, I didn’t have friends or people that would even talk to me. I could talk to her, not just talk to her but really talk to her, without the lies and without having to hide the truth about how fucked up everything is.