You left me to remain, with all your exuses for everything.

The more you don't come around, the more I realize I don't need you. The more you do come around, I realize the monster you've become. So you can go ahead and stay away, I sort of like it better that way. The more I don't have to hear about him and the more I can keep my composure. You've had me up countless hours, from being on my mind. You say you're angry I didn't see you but my question is: how does it feel? You've held my hand for so many years and suddenly let go. You were the person I'd run to when what, I didn't know.

So forget the countless cookies, the million dresses I wanted, the countless trips to the grocery store, and all the fried chicken fat I absorbed. Because it's all gone, just like you. You're a piece of history, and that's all you'll ever be. The person I once knew is all dead to me. I'll sit here in my plaid shirt, and I'll remember the man who never changed. The man who didn't have a chance to. The man who is out of your thoughts, but permanently burned into mine.

I'll sit back, and watch you change our family. And bring his into ours. But don't worry about introducing us because they're just random fish in the sea. Ones I don't care to see.

I hope it was worth it. What you gave up for them. Because things will never be the same again. So go on with your new family. And have a great time with them. Because the family you left here, is going on with life. Like I have learned to do. That's one of the things you taught me. One that I should forget. Because secretly, I want to live in the past, and this future I will forget.

So thanks for forgetting us. And I should learn to forget you. And if you ever feel this way towards me, my question is:

How does it feel?

-Hailey