I saw three pictures of you on Instagram today.
The first, I saw your small, pale face and for once, didn’t even bat an eye. I just stared, in awe of how I let someone like you take everything out of someone like me. I guess it’s not hard to do, use a person like me until her heartstrings are wrapped around your every finger.
The second I saw you with a girl. A girl you claim to love although the feeling is not mutual. It’s all too familiar.
The third I saw you with a friend. The position you put me in, the position I’m not so sure if I’m willing to fill this year.
How foolish of me, yet how foolish of you. I could have had the moon and stars, and you an endless galaxy.