I'll miss you. count on that.

I'll never forget the day you asked me to be your girlfriend.
i won't forget the day we went to the movies together and laughed through all the serious parts.
i won't forget any of the great times i had with you.
i'll admit it. you were the first one i TRULY loved. and i'll miss that.
i thought that i moved on from so long ago.
even though 'long ago' is only a couple months.
but you have surely moved on.
i can't look at you when you have your arm around her waist.
i can't talk to you without my voice shaking because i'm trying to swallow the lump in my throat.
i sit on my bed wishing that i would've done things so that we're together but we're not.
i can't picture you holding her hand.
i can't picture you talking on the phone with her and right before you hang up you say 'i love you!' in that little voice the way you use to say it to me.
please..it seems like it was a great thought at the moment..
but, now?
do i really want you gone?
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