Winter’s long gone, but i still feel cold. I’m not supposed to miss you, but i still do. I deleted your number, but i accidentally memorized it. I forgot you, but i still remember every intricate detail of our memories. I stopped texting you, but i really want to just ask you if you’re okay, even if i’m not okay. I’m glad you’re happier, but it sucks that it’s because i’m gone. I don’t call you anymore, but i really want to talk to you again, except we can’t talk ever again. I don’t want you in my life anymore, but i’d do anything for you to stay. I said i’ll be okay, but it never stops hurting. I’ve let go, but here i am writing about you, when you only exist in my memory. I want to be forgotten and i want to forget, but my mind screams you and my body craves for your touch and my heart yearns for your presence. Summer’s coming, but it’s cold without your warmth.