I haven't thought of you in so long;
I hope your little brother is doing okay.
He would be in high school by now right,
does he have any friends?
I bet he took the move hard;
Going to a brand new place,
with no control with whats going on.
I hope he's doing okay.
How are your parents?
I know your dad always hated me,
he thought I was trouble.
He always said horrible things about me.
How's your mom?
She always tried to be friendly,
although I could tell she didn't like me.
I appreciate her for that.
How are you doing?
Were you able to move on,
last I heard a while ago
you were still wanting me?
All those moments we used to share,
those shadows that used to haunt me.
How do they treat you?
Does the thought of me bother you?
You never replaced the old photos
of us all over your social media.
Why do you still keep those photos,
when I saw you with someone else?
I don't miss you anymore,
although for the longest
being without you burned
a hole at the bottom of my heart.
I'm glad I was able to move on,
and can now think of our good memories
without drowning in my tears.
I'm curious about how you are,
did you start college classes?
I know it would be no good to ask,
I know that I shouldn't ask.
I know that it's good for me that you left.
I know that's the only way I would be here today.
I'm glad you left me,
although at the time you weren't thinking of me.
You got bored of me
and tired of my mother's drama;
Tired of your parent's disapproval,
and how much I clung to you.
I shouldn't be wondering how you are,
I burnt all your old love letters.
I know I don't love you anymore,
but sometimes you creep back in my head.
It's hard to push you out,
you used to hold so much control over me.
Always getting your way and making me feel
like I was never good enough for you.
You always wanted so much of me,
always wanted your way
and always wanted to torment me.
You evil snake, wish you were dead.
But yet I can't help this feeling
deep inside my heart after so long.
I can't think of high school
without thinking of you.
You were part of me for so long,
you were my first.
But you've been gone for so long,
and for that I'm glad.
I'm glad that you never tried to reach out
when you were lonely and single.
Yes, I got with your old best friend.
I'm still with him, I'm sure you see.
Thank you for everything,
although for the longest
I couldn't deal with the pain
of losing you.
I probably shouldn't feel this way.
All the pain, the tears, the anger,
the laughter, the happiness
I hate you, but I thank you.
I never want you back in my life;
I never want to see you in public.
I never want to see you in my nightmares,
or in my daydreams.
I've moved on, no love for you
inside my heart anymore.
Is it okay for me to ask,
how are you doing?
A/N This is about my ex boyfriend that was abusive to me for almost 2 years during school. I will not message him but is it strange that I wish that I could, like if he didn't abuse me? I miss the moments when we were friends, but I know it's a terrible idea to message him even if I wasn't in a relationship. Any advice? I haven't talked to him in almost 3 years now.