i'm still bleeding from you.

you know me better than anyone else does, and it haunts me that no one will ever know me the way you do. i force myself to forget you, to forget what we we're and what we had. but i'm still reminded everyday and it still hurts all the time. i really wish i could talk to you right now, for some fucked up reason i just want to hear your voice. i want you to make me feel better, i want you to ask me if i'm okay and care that i'm not. but that wont happen. when you called me and didn't say a word, i pretended i didn't know who it was calling me, but i knew it was you. and i knew you weren't okay. i'm still broken from you, and it still fucking hurts. but i do not want you, i am much better off without you.