It was amazing to look back- and almost for a minute thank you.
Almost.
Until I realized the pain.
The unhappy fact that you barely knew my name.
It's awkward to think that I used to worship the simple ground your
now-repulsive feet walked on.
I would practically bow my head when you entered the room.
But now, I finally have opened my eyes.
And am no longer blind to the fact that you didn't care.
To the fact that you could've cared less that I was there.
To the fact that your'e so full of yourself(which I only helped).
And the final fact that you're just you, and that is the worst thing
anyone could do.


*I can't think of a title, if you have any suggestions please post them
 
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