"You're the reason that I can't shake this..."

I'm torn. On one hand, I'm glad you're happy and know that me getting out of the way has at the very least something to do with it. That's why I got out of the way in the first place. On the other hand, it seems like you moved on really quickly while I'm still a little hung up on this. Sometimes when I can't keep myself from thinking about it, I feel like I can't believe anything you ever said to me, like it was a front. It doesn't make sense why you'd ever do such a thing, but nothing I fucking think seems to make any sense nowadays anyways.


Florida can't get here soon enough...
Thanks for reading.