Now You're Gone. (Me: So you’re still coming over Superbowl? Amir:...)

Now You're Gone.

in whispers i plant promises by forget me nots.
& lay lilies in my bed beside me.
you denied me. . .
but i still remember you.

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Saturday, February 6th

Me: So you’re still coming over Superbowl?

Amir: Uh..I forgot.

Me: =|

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Ohkay, So I’m feeling extra salty.

This is beyond fucked up but I’ve held it in. I refuse to say something to him about it. I really have a reason to be mad. How do you forget about me..us?

That’s like you asking me to come to this huuuge game. & I’m like Yeah Fuck Yeah I’m Coming & Shit.

But when I don’t show up the next day I say, I forgot.

Shi like this makes me want to give up.

Ok cool.