Pretending

Sometimes, when I miss you, I look up your Facebook and pretend all your statuses are about me. I pretend that we still hangout and do stupid shit. That your friends still pretend to like me. I pretend that we still text when we’re sitting next to each other. I pretend that we’re making plans to go do something stupid. I like to think you do the same. But I know you don’t. I know you’re sitting in your house with all your friends, laughing, taking about things I’ll never know about. I know when someone mentions me, you say fuck him, I know you don’t have the slightest thought about me. I wish I could accept it, and one day I hope I can. But for now, I’ll just settle with pretending

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