August 22, 2016|
I'm back at the grocery store we sometimes went to at the first park we stayed in. I'm about to go for a walk in the park. You are so lucky that you never lived in your hometown with me. The park used to be an escape for me, from pain, self doubt. This time I anticipate being reminded of you.
You post on Facebook a lot about compassion and all that. Recently posting a video about a selfless act, a tortoise helping another one to its feet. I replied with the stock "wow" option, though I shouldn't have replied at all.
I feel as irrelevant and nameless as your other breakups.
Based off your Facebook I don't think I'd ever have liked you if I didn't fall in love with you.