i miss it

[misschloerose]

i never really think about being with someone.
it's a thought i try my hardest to keep out of my mind.
then i never have to really realize i am in fact, alone.

what a difficult thing this is for me to process.
to discover i completely understand.
it wasn't because you were busy at work.
it wasn't because we were five hours apart.
it wasn't because i loved you too much.
it was simply because you never really liked me in the first place.

the wheels stopped turning.
and i think a part of me just died inside.
kind of like your phone did when i called to tell you i finally did figure it out.

he's just not that into you.
thank you.