You just left. No word, no note, or message. You just left. Again. Have you any idea of the confusion, destruction and turmoil you create each time you leave? I used to spend weeks thinking and blaming myself, ‘was it something I said?, or something I didn’t say or do?’. I now know it has nothing to do with me. It’s just the way you relate. Maybe you even do this with other people in your life, hopefully it isn’t a behavior only reserved for me.
As much as I don’t blame myself anymore, it doesn’t make it any less confusing. I don’t know why you left. I don’t know how you are or what you’re thinking or feeling. You’ve left and you’ve closed the door behind you. I can’t reach you.
I want to share my thoughts and feelings with you. Anything good or bad, I want you to be the first one I share it with. But you’re not there. And I don’t even know why. Do you even think about me? Do I cross your mind at all?