Darling, he doesn't care, and he never did. He doesn't think about you at night, he doesn't see your face in a crowded room. You dream of him and he see's nothing but emptiness. He forgot the colour of your eyes, even though he told you he had never seen something so beautiful, and you on the other hand remember even those small, yet important, yellow specks in his iris. He doesn't talk about you to his friends, saying how much he misses you, he didn't spend hours crying over how he wishes you never left. He doesn't remember how it feels to kiss your lips even though you ache to taste his again. Sweetheart, he doesn't give a fuck and you chasing him is only boosting that hideous fucking ego and making your pride even smaller. He doesn't love you anymore and I promise you better things come along and thats the day you'll truly be happy.
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