I wish I could forget him, but forgetting him would only mean one thing.
I would lose the memories of the best days of my life.
After all that's happened, we act like we never knew each other.
We don't talk, make eye contact, or go anywhere near each other.
And when you pass me, I wonder if you know how much you had hurt me.
I hate that when we see each other we act like nothing happened between us,
like we don't even know each other.