I am still here.

I have not spoken to you in forever.
I do not know why you do this.
Those soft spoken word earlier and now nothing at all.
Is this how it will be from now on?

You said we will stay in touch.
Now look at us. We have not spoken in months.
I am missing you so much.
I will not speak of you, but those thoughts will not go away.

I remember the old times.
The week before you went away.
when you tried to make me feel okay.
Those where the days.

Now all you are are memories and faded pages in my dairy.
I do miss you and it is not because your not here.
It is because of those things that I do that remind me of you.
It does hurt when I do this to myself.

It is secretly your fault.
It does not help that I dream about you.