Do I exist to him...
Maybe I'm selfish...Maybe I'm just flat out jealous. Someone that no longer exists in his life still has his heart and always will. I know I mean a lot to him, but driving by her house makes me feel that much less to him. I always felt like he lived too much in the past to even realize what he had right infront of him. When we're sitting in the car and all thoughts are about her I just sit there and wish he could just look over at me and realize I'm still here...that I haven't gone anywhere, I've stuck by his side and I'm still his friend. Sometimes I feel like things he's lost are more important than the things he's got right now. It's times like these that I wonder if he'd miss me like that...
The past is what bounds him, holding him tight. The truth gets weaker the harder he fights...
The past is what bounds him, holding him tight. The truth gets weaker the harder he fights...