we may as well be..
from two different planets. we don't speak, or barely even make eye contact any more. when i see you passing by sometimes i feel like i barely know who you are. its crazy to think how much i loved you, and how bad you treated me. despite everything, i don't blame you anymore. your not an important factor of my life anymore, and if there is a god up there i would thank him one hundred times over for that.