As I stare at your contact in my phone, thoughts flood my mind. Are you thinking about me? Do you care about me? Do you want to talk to me. But the biggest questions are, how are you doing and are you happy. I don’t care about the horrible things you did to me. I still care about you just as much. if you’re happy not talking to me, then I will force myself to be happy. And as far as I know, you are happy. So I’ll leave you alone.
